The UEFA Cup Draw
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The UEFA Cup draw is a glitzy affair,
Europe’s great football elite will be there.
Tiaras will glisten and cufflinks will shine,
Reflected in only the best of French wine.
Beneath the chandeliers of the classical hall,
They’ll waltz to the strains of the Monegasque ball.
Ballgowns will swirl at this great social bash,
And ankles and wrists will just glitter with cash.
And into this great bourgeois haven of folly,
Shels will be well represented by Ollie.
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