Fascist Football Managers
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Wordsworth grew up fostered alike by beauty and by fear,
I grew up on trains, football, politics and beer:
“No platform for Fascists” was the cry
And “Swindon until I die”;
Now the steam is locked in a museum,
The railway works is a shopping mall,
The pubs have bouncers,
Donald Rogers has 2 artificial hips,
And our new manager is a Fascist.
So what makes him so different from the rest?
“Strength through Joy”,
“Football Makes You Free”,
“Tomorrow Belongs To Me”.
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