Good Kop, bad cop
¶ 1
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Last night, it was the sort of match
That took your breath away
Clever shot, cheap shot
Good save, bad save
¶ 2
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Today, at 3:06 pm, we remember
With sorrow and pain in our hearts
96 fallen brethren
And the two minutes silence – unites and deafens
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The scales of justice, shamefully unbalanced
Has fingers pointing still
And recriminations rumble on :
Good Kop, bad cop
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