A Disappearing Trick
¶ 1
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A flick of a pen, sleight of hand.
Top brass coppers making a stand.
Stories to invent, a case prepared.
Altered notes, the vanishing word.
¶ 2
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Words removed, a disappearing trick.
Mud to throw, hopefully to stick.
Cops instructed what they can say.
Incriminating evidence to go astray.
¶ 3
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Two video tapes ‘stolen,’ a likely tale!
The truth the establishment tried to derail.
Duckenfield shamefully led from the top.
Disgustingly blaming the travelling Kop.
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Just how can a police force stoop so low?
Neglect of duty, no leaders on show.
A catalogue of errors and mistakes were made.
Nobody yet accountable, no price ever paid.
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