“Hair of the Dog”
¶ 1
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When you’re feeling rotten
‘Hair of the dog’ is the cure
But then what happens
When the Youth Team are just as poor?
Not based on performance
But chucking away a lead
It’s bad enough when it’s First Team
On a Sunday it’s not what I need.
I don’t expect success
Wall-to-wall joy
Been following Dulwich for decades
Over forty years man and boy.
The wrong result on a Saturday
I can’t even cry in my beer
Have to rely on the youngsters
To being me Sunday cheer.
Now it’s double bubble
The pain is twice as bad
So winning at Kingstonian tomorrow
Is the only way to stop me feeling sad.
That’s the thing with football
Dulwich Hamlet are my life
So when any team loses a game
I’m battered with inner-strife.
I take it really personal
You might think it weird
But it’s more than just something to do
Supping craft beer and trimmed beard.
I’m not one for Christmas
Even though it’s so near
So come on Dulwich Hamlet
Win tomorrow for my seasonal cheer.
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