France v Germany. (Dressing room post -match)
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A pensive Didier Deschamps
Ponders…. a funereal mood within his camp
Then shoulders back he delivers his cant
As subtle as he can:
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“Mon ami, mon ami
Tonight…..You were tactically quite sublime
Though next time, maybe get your noses in front
BEFORE
You decide to stop bleedin trying?”
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Meanwhile across the hall Jogi (Bogey) Low
Reflects on victory
And how far his workmanlike team can go
In making history:
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“The team I picked did it’s job tonight
We completely blew away The French
I’ve a nose, for getting tactics right,
With two nostrils at the end.
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Our chances are not to be sniffed at
So in a one off game who knows?
They’re our bogey team as history
Tells us, but we’ll hopefully run them Klose?”
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