Paul Canoville
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P eople call him horrible names
A buse, racism when he is playing a game
U nderstand him, Chelsea could not
L ove and support he never got
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C helsea was his first team
A buse and racism ended his dream
N ever could he forget the thoughts
O ther people giving shouts and taunts
V illains shouting from the stands
I nconsiderate people with different colour hands
L iving through a tough life
L iving with those thoughts that gave him strife
E xiting Chelsea, cut him like a knife
¶ 3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Mitchell Curmi – Year 9
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