Each Dog Has His Day
¶ 1
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The fingers point, they taunt and jeer
As the best team moves from the top
They’d better listen and they might hear
That they are about to drop
¶ 2
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Like hounds that hold the stag at bay
Their courage comes from the throng
But unlike the stag, top teams have their day
To prove the loudmouths wrong
¶ 3
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They snigger and smirk, with no good grounds
But now they’re about to learn
The best have retreated to lick their wounds
And now they’re on the turn
¶ 4
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The sniggerers will drop down, one by one
And not without some pain
Now we’ll see who has most fun
The cream will rise again
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