A Charlatan Keeper Called Dida!
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Your man was some size for a keeper
Built like a brick chic house door
Fell like Northern Rock stock only sweeter
From a blow after Celtic had scored.
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Spark out he was with concussion
Prone on Parkheads hallowed pitch
As the pundits, they took to discussing
What chance an Oscar or an Emmy at the Brits?
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Bring on the stretcher, an ice pack, the doc
Smelling salts to bring your man round
As he’s carried concussed hit by goodness knows what
From a stunned and amazed football ground.
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He’s having a laugh, send him off, early bath
He’s a poor mans excuse for a keeper
Pity he plays in goal for a great team like Meelan
That charlatan geezer called Dida
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As the pundits chastized the offender
Who today received a just lifelong ban
Just remember not all the great actors are in Hollywood
As was witnessed from the packed Parkhead stands!
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