Cool Jim
¶ 1
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There’s a man who follows Shelbourne,
He’s really rather weird.
He wears red shorts
And proudly sports
A long, white, flowing beard.
¶ 2
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Sometimes when things go awry,
We all get hot and flustered.
But not Big Jim,
Oh no, not him,
He’s always cool as mustard.
¶ 3
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He whirls his arms like rotors,
Till people think he’s daft,
But they all state
He does create
A very pleasant draught.
¶ 4
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He does it each game, showing
He’s no flash in the pan.
And therefore we
Must all agree
He’s Shelbourne’s biggest fan.
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