C’Est La Vie, ‘ZZ’
¶ 1
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If you’d headed the ball, and not the body
You’d be hailed as a goodie, and not a baddie.
Name-calling is wrong, nasty, hurtful – but
You rise above it by winning the match – not
By crude retribution, which was just what was
Wanted by your provocative opponents. They
Triumphed, you blew up; Italy won the World Cup.
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