New Lawn Dawn
¶ 1
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It may be that we witnessed the dawn
of a new Town team at New Lawn:
as if the Reds were re-born
despite the locals’ scorn
(all beefed up with Quorn)
and without wishing to fawn
or make anyone yawn,
I’ll trumpet, blow the horn
that we will prove to be a thorn,
make opposing fans mourn.
In the past we might have drawn
against muscular brawn;
has a new era dawned
as Town enter League One?
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