Crying into my beer
¶ 1
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I poured a Becks
With which to watch the match
Followed by much outpouring of emotion –
But no amount of golden nectar
And dare I say, had we even GoldenBalls at his best
Could ‘owt assuage my thirst for victory
¶ 2
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So right now, I drown in my sorrows
For my hip hops paled into insignificance
Against the champagne moment
When a radiant and ringletted Ronaldinho –
The pony-tailed purveyor of prodigious beauty –
Bounced off the beer keg that is JT
And with a vintage jeroboam of a drive
Sent a corker fizzing into the Chelsea net
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