Hit the Postie
¶ 1
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A postman joined our team and we
Felt things were getting better.
The manager’s instructions, he
Would follow to the letter.
¶ 2
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He’d watch the post at corner kicks,
Like any good defender,
Addressing threats between the sticks,
Returning balls to sender.
¶ 3
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The records for our league were smashed,
And all required revamping,
But he was most severely lashed,
When ordered off for stamping.
¶ 4
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Eventually the goals dried up,
Just like a shallow river,
And in the third round of the Cup,
He failed to deliver.
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