Every Cloud has a Summer Signing
¶ 1
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There was a buzz around the ground
But our bee got swatted
Maximum points was our aim
‘Til our copybook got blotted
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Ashton, Ashton, little star
Scored a goal and hit the bar
¶ 3
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Different line-up, same excuses
Worthington has cooked his gooses
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