fourth round exit
¶ 1
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two nil down
gleefully my daughter
tallies the swearwords
¶ 2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 halfway to the car park the away end’s noise
¶ 3
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out of the cup
yet all the way home
she sings blue moon
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