Hristo Stoichkov
¶ 1
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From Sofia to Barca
After gaining a golden boot
Cog in the Catalan Dream Team
Where Cruyff plundered the loot
¶ 2
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Once stomped the refs foot
Dark clouds and raging esprit
Four time league winner
European Cup at Wembley
¶ 3
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Azurri boss Sacchi was asked
“How to combat the troll?”
Speed, skill, and strong as an Ox
“I don’t know, maybe a pistol”
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Number 7
(c) Emdad Rahman
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