Ghost of Christmas Past Haunts The Hawthorns
¶ 1
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The shortest war in History
was between Zanzibar and England in 1896.
Zanzibar surrendered after 38 minutes.
¶ 2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 At least it was mercifully brief.
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Our capitulation
is now entering its second month. Our slide
from the dizzying heights of ‘place in Europe’ resembles
several extremely unfortunate rolls
in a nightmarish ‘Snakes and Ladders’.
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Our Christmas spirit
has involved giving every opponent
a soft goal, an undefended corner, a penalty miss.
While each referee has, in turn,
taken on the guise of one Ebenezer Scrooge
and refuse to give the spot kicks so rightfully ours.
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The Ghost of Christmas Past
has not been kind to us.
My only hope is it was all the result
of an undigested piece of cheese; an alcohol-induced
nightmare of things that needn’t be.
I want to wake up
¶ 6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 and it be October again.
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