He who shall remain nameless
¶ 1
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There was a defender, back in primary school,
the lad could have left me for dead.
I flew off my line calling,
then he hurt his foot on my head.
¶ 2
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There was a deathly thunk,
then I went down like lead.
“Argh” I said as I hit the floor
and that’s not all I said.
¶ 3
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As I, indignantly, got to my feet,
ready to make some sound,
I saw the headmistress upon the pitch
– and defender upon the ground.
¶ 4
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As the double vision subsided,
and I slowly came around,
the defender limping off the field
was the first thing I found.
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