Call It Football, Not Soccer
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I’m talking with my friends one day
And one of them starts talking about soccer
‘Soccer?’ I say
‘I would pay anything to make that horrid word go away’
‘Then what do you call it?’ they ask
I look at them with a blank look on my face’
And I say at a very slow pace.
Football
They look at me like I’m a comedian that has just told a funny joke
And then they say to me ‘Bloke, what are you going on about?’
Then I start to pout
And then shout ‘Mates call it football not soccer’
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