A Perfect Match.
¶ 1
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There are them
Go on treks to The Bernabeau,
Maracana or Camp Nou
Milano’s
Suave San Siro,
Gresty Road in Crewe.
Me. I pilgrimage to Wemberly
On the underground
Coz that’s where I first met you.
¶ 2
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Every summer
When it’s luvverly
As the flags blow in the wind.
I visit the place
Where me heart first did race,
Our perfect match begin.
¶ 3
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I could write you
Reams of poignant words
Or lines of heartfelt poetry.
How to me you’ll always be
The gorgeous bird
I first met that day at… The Zenith Data Trophy!
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