Foul!
¶ 1
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The full back went in,
And his boot met a shin,
And the winger crashed into the clover.
The crowd started howling,
And cursing and scowling
As the referee came running over.
¶ 2
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“Sorry, ref,” said the back.
“I deserve all the flak.
I accept I went in very hard.
Please don’t book me, I pray,
It’s my birthday today.”
So the referee gave him a card.
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