Football at its worst
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Germany’s sorrow was Holland’s joy
the reason was van Nistelrooy
The preliminary round, that’s how far we got
I’m sure there was more action going on at the parking lot
While the Dutch stood their ground
The Germans just found out the ball was round !
Our players and fans had a really rough ride
But don’t you think the Dutch laughing was justified ?
The pressure of expectation was very high
To see such a lousy game made all the fans cry
So they vented all their rage on the Dutch
They ran riot and destroyed that much
But what good is all moaning and groaning?
Maybe we’ll win next time, there’s no knowing….
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