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All Fired Up.

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 We rushed expectant home by bus,
Taxicab or train
The London rush hour mayhem thus
Allowed thoughts on the game.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Surely this would be the night?
When dreams were realized
“God Save The Queen” be sung with pride
Whilst fish’n’chip shops thrived.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Algeria would capitulate
Then we’d move to win the group
Four points on board would deem us great
Yeah four points ought to do it.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 We scanned “The Evening Standard”
For their view on who should play?
Then aimed a question toward the manager:
“Excuse me Mr.Capello, when’s Joey gonna start a game?

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Player plus and minus’s
Caused mayhem in our minds
As we wondered what the night would bring
When we watched proceedings live?

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 Sat back snugly on the sofa
Our day dilemma’s soon forgot
We mulled the team selections over
Then looked repeatedly at the clock.

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 This year was gonna be our year
Our high time long over-due
Then once gain we said ‘hello’ to fear
When the starting whistle blew!

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Notes

England’s team seem very keen to keep us in suspense, until the next and final group game, nothing new there then?

Peace.

Kev.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/all-fired-up/