A Green Cup Final On Real Grass Man!
¶ 1
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Take me to the Millenium
Cos I am so well red
Don’t let the grass have a hint of the sun
So it will sadly just drop dead!
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Expose it to all the elements
The wind and the sun and the rain
With all this under soil heating
It feels like a beach in Spain!
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Open the roof
Don’t be uncouth
If it rains lets play in the mud
The beautiful game
Is famous in name
For pitches
Made purely from cud!
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ManYoo and Gooners
Are so used to a field
That is covered in acres of green
An indoor cup final so snug and so warm
Is bordering on the obscene!
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Do a slide tackle
Look at yer shorts
They are not covered in green
A touch of the velcro some nylon and paint
Is a mixture of something surreal!
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Let Gooners get wet
They deserve all they get
ManYoo are so used to the rain at home!
Let cup final be on soil that was honestly toiled
Was planted and naturally grown!
¶ 7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 peace.
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