Chelsea Z to A (bring back Zola!)
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Zola’s yardstick :
xiphoid wriggles valuably
under tortured shot-stopper –
reasonably quite prickly over
non manageable limbs.
Kindred jocularity inhabits hardened grateful fans.
Eventually, destiny :
Chelsea beat Arsenal
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