Quartered – Barnsley v Chelsea
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We knew it wouldn’t be easy
On a day when underdogs bite pedigrees
Anyone who thinks it a foregone conclusion
is barking
Up the wrong trees
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We’ll have to hound them man for man
And hope we can take the lead
On paper, we’re just lightweights
Let’s give them headlines to read
¶ 3
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The rain came down in buckets
The wind tore past in sheets
The away fans tried to make like a crowd
As they sank deeper in their seats
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It’s a time for cynics to feel magic
The Champions dealt the death knell
Every team dreams of Wembley
Chelsea will have nightmares of Oakwell
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