Hot Spurs 3 The Red Rose 5
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Full many a glorious morning have I seen
Flatter the mountain tops with sovereign eye,
Kissing with golden face the meadows green,
Gliding pale steams with heavenly alchemy,
But no greater beauty can a sunrise gain
Than that 5 goal second half at White Hart Lane.
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