Homeless World Cup Winners 2004
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No cavalcade when they returned,
No crowds in the arrivals hall.
Despite heroic glory earned,
They were not recognised at all.
¶ 2
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No marching bands for them to meet,
No roofless double-decker bus,
No minister for them to meet,
No press, no waving flags, no fuss.
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An unbelievable display
From World Cup winning Boys in Green,
But in the Ireland of today
They slunk back to the streets unseen.
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But huddled in their rugs at night,
Their dreams unravelled and unfurled
Fly up above the earth and write
That they are champions of the world.
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