Barracking Trump
¶ 1
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Can we do it?
Yes we can!
And we did
We went out and we played our matches
Bettered the opposition when we could
And enjoyed sporting contests
With fluent football to the fore.
¶ 2
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But now we regrettably face
An opponent that side-swipes us
Invades and infects
And trips up our lungs, squeezing them
To oblivion.
¶ 3
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In our post-match analysis, the finger pointing has started
With a clarity emerging
That we had a better class of defenders
Under previous management.
¶ 4
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“Absolute chaotic disaster”
Would be like Fergie calling out Mourinho
Or Keano dissing McCarthy;
Instead we have Obama, amidst the drama
Voicing our firm suspicion
As too many more
Head to the mortician.
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