Hammer and Tongs
¶ 1
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Some say the League Cup’s worthless,
Myself, I don’t agree –
It books you a place in Europe,
And a trip to Wemberlee.
¶ 2
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Sure, the F.A.’s lots more lustre,
The Champions’ more class,
But it’s a damn sight better than a poke in the eye,
Or a big kick up the …
¶ 3
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Now, we’ll soon be off to Upton Park,
For a showdown with West Ham.
Let us hope we’re as mean as a half-starved shark,
Not as meek as a new-born lamb.
¶ 4
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D’you think the Carling’s small beer?
You could not be more wrong.
So, Moyesy, field a full-strength Side,
Go for it hammer and tongs!
¶ 5
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7/12/07
Denys E. W. Jones
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