Farewell Forsell
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So long then Mikael Forsell
also known as miklu
But he could still run like hell
until his knee began to swell
Was it bad luck ?
Or the Norse Gods of the Dark
Or too much practice in the afternoon in the park
All that twisting and blistering turns sadly gave his cartilage Chinese burns
At last, this season, knee cogs back in their sprocket
He was banging them in again!
Is this glory for blues?….
No, just his wages back in the boards pocket
We were proud of the songs we were able to sing you
but better still we had a player who talked like Pingu
but scored more goals
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