Barca Blues and Berba
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The fickle fires of football
Whipped a cauldron worthy of the name Champions League
A wild eyed blue in a pair of flip flops flapping
Whilst the guillotine fell without mercy
Iniesta’s blades in the guise of football boots
A full blooded coup
From the Bernabeu to Berba
The game’s afoot.
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