Fan’s Lament.
¶ 1
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We’ve paid our dues with 1-0 bores,
Games we lost, should be draws,
Striking forwards who couldn’t score.
¶ 2
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Standing in the pouring rain,
Same old story, the same refrain;
Keeper’s missed the ball… again.
¶ 3
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Why can’t someone in our socks
Score inside the six yard box?
Pretty girls from Woolwich docks
¶ 4
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Could better some we’ve seen;
Carthorse donkeys, old ‘as beens
And when we get one young and keen
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We sell ‘im on to pay the wages.
Up, and down throughout the ages,
Please can’t you turn the history pages.
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Queued up for Kiernan’s autograph,
Seen games die in the second half
and queued to pee… you daren’t laugh.
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We’ve paid our dues a hundred times,
Parked near double yellow lines
And even paid the parking fine!
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