Football Shirts
¶ 1
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Here I go again,
Sitting in this small place,
Always flung right down at the bottom.
I play on this field for 2 long hours.
The master gives me no credit.
I’m quite famous,
Although I stink of sweat.
After all, I am number ‘11’,
The game is finished,
My owner has won,
Off to the lockers,
Here I come.
Abbey Harris ex-7B
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