Christmas 2009
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Twas
The night
Before Xmas
And nothing was
Stirring, not even this
Mouse, but dreams aplenty
Of a new ball in the house, left
Under a decorated tree of pine, so
That we can all wake and shout “that’s
Mine!”. Followed by a great big wave to Santa
And the hope of victory at a canter, for our team this
Festive season, whether it be survival or crowning, that
Be the reason!
Merry
Xmas
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