Accrington Stanley
¶ 1
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It is said that football supporters
Grow to resemble their clubs
But what if your club has seen
Better days distant glories
Is there still a chance to dream
To put on the slap
Dust down the stadium
Repair the cracks
Or like the best laid plans
Simply grow old gracefully
Slip youth and hope the mirror lies…
Yet if football be the food of love
Play on.
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