Boro Till Death
¶ 1
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December, the bleak month of mid-winter
World haunted by darkness and gloom
But for the Boro fans
Made glorious summer in the prospect of automatic promotion place
To Boro, Janus has never been kind
As time is witness
In his realm Boro fans have always suffered
Bleak February, made even more bleaker
By Boro’s woeful form
Through thick & thin
Commitment and compassion
True fans are patient in adversity
Boro is in our Blood
Boro till death.
¶ 2
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The fickle fans and
The pundits who have pronounced
Boro’s season dead
Remember this is Easter week
When miracles happen and
On Bright Saturday at Molineux
Boro will chalk up
The first of the magnificent seven
Victories needed
Will be chalked up
Misfortunes of January and February are history
Play-offs and Premiership our destiny
Boro is in our Blood
Boro till death.
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