Gran knitted this City…
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I’ll knit you something in Norwich City colours
A yellow and green balaclava
– I just wanted a fountain pen Gran-
And I’ll knit a scarf for your father
Maybe matching bobble hats
I could crochet a rosette
Would you like some underwear
A vest and pants, the full set
Decked out like home knits
We arrived at the ground
Gran must’ve knitted some rattles
‘Cos there wasn’t even a sound
There was a kind of hush
There was no atmosphere
The team was moving its legs
But ’twas shaped like a pear
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