Eveything But The Kitchen Sink
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cancelled planes and midnight striving
relocation relocation
fill the airwaves hype the country
move the goalposts thrill the nation
¶ 2
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cold war dramas Moscow calling
drained emotions charged and battered
edging hedging screaming scheming
has there been a finer final ?
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neutrals seething we should be there
thickened plots that boil and gather
in momentum carpe diem
seize the night and steal the day
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weary travellers half elated
half ecstatic half depeleted
will we rise up as a country
can we learn upon this stage ?
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England’s finest gave their utmost
always sad when one must lose
and regardless of our favourites
isn’t that why we all choose..football
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