Crumbs!
¶ 1
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Three games to go, just above the bottom three
Can we hold on, we can only wait and see
Who knows which way the cookie will crumble
One false move and we’ll take a tumble
¶ 2
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A 5.30 kick off adds to our torture
Fulham played Hull we needed some fortune
Fulham scored two, plunged us to the depths
Call in all favours, the stress is immense
¶ 3
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Dunked into relegation for half an hour
Till Hull equalised and turned Fulham dreams sour
Our odds for beating United are somewhat nil
If we score now, my tea will spill
¶ 4
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A victory for us would sure take the biscuit
It would feel like a birthday and a Christmas
The joy would be never-ending
Not non-existent like our defending
¶ 5
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Will we huff like a Lemon Puff
Or dream like a Custard Cream
Will we stick like a Jammie Dodger
Or melt like a Chocolate Supreme
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We need to be hard like an Oat Crunch
This is no time for no-shows or slackers
We can’t afford to be like a Marshmallow Munch
But whatever, I’ll end up crackers
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