Boring? We Ain’t. Fraught? We Were.
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Four goals up and coasting
Our keeper’s mind on a bath
Before thought of a full time soaking
His mind should have finished the half.
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Could we overtake rivals Liverpool
Move closer to Manchester United?
Twenty minutes left, us complacent fools
Almost had front row seats in the stalls
¶ 3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 To witness the greatest comeback… since David v Goliath!
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