A Quiet Start
¶ 1
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Optimism, bookies favourites
Thrashed 7-1, left in bits
Freak result, laughing stock
Only ninety minutes on the clock
¶ 2
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Cup game, comfortable four-nil win
The second round and we’re in it still
Saturdays result was just a blip
Season starts here, let’s get a grip
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The day before the second league game
Gunn took the bullet and the blame
He’d spent the summer building a squad
Now he’s sacked, it’s more than odd
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