1-0 to the Farcenal
¶ 1
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Through whispered plans
these fancy dans
( not artisans )
bamboozled fans.
¶ 2
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Robert had the gall
(or should that be gaul?)
to touch the ball
so that Henry could score.
¶ 3
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But it all went awry
in the blink of an eye
with clouds scudding by
at Highbury.
¶ 4
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The ball stayed on the spot
if it moved, just a jot
not a lot.
Then the crowd lost the plot.
¶ 5
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Gooners fans watched aghast
at the mounting French farce,
mouthing words such as “blast”
with a furious glance.
¶ 6
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They didn’t find it funny
that the kings of comedy-
that’s Pires and Henry
had fluffed a penalty.
¶ 7
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They thought it as funny
as Laurel and Hardy.
For Stan and Ollie
read Robert and Thierry.
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