Dear Claire Rayner
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Dear Claire Rayner
I’m worried about our trainer
His honesty’s to be admired
Although he could be vainer!
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The pressure
Is tremendous
His dry humour
Is stupendous
We’re gooner
Win the league quite soon
For Arsenal
Thats horrendous!
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Old Fergie
Looks so sad
I’m sure its drives him mad
That he’s running
Out of excuses
As to why his teams so bad
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Who cares anyway
What other people say
We are nearly champions
We’re well along the way
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I need some some help from you
Not Gooners or Manyoo
On how to stay so modest
Not be so smug
Like those two do!!!
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