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Euro 2008 Day Seven

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Romania 1 Italy 1
Holland 4 France 1

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 The Group of Death, they named it
When the draw had taken place,
But the fans have now acclaimed it
As the Cup’s one saving grace.
Romania and Italy
Served up a dish to savour,
Although Toni complained bitterly
The dice weren’t in his favour.
The football, fast and flowing,
Matched the players’ silken talents.
Which way the game was going,
Though, was always in the balance.
The French were brave and plucky
‘Gainst the free rampaging Dutch.
In the end they were unlucky
To have gone down by so much.
Who will seize the day and take it?
Two go through, two face the knife.
Who will join the Dutch to make it
Safely out the Group of Life?

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Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/euro-2008-day-seven/