I want to be Robin Friday
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It was a cold Friday night at the ‘Vic’
Pools hoping to give Cardiff a bit of stick
But one man stood in their way
His silky skills made the oppostion click.
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Robin Friday was his name
No one else could do the same
A true legend and sheer class
He knew how to play the game.
¶ 3
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Cardiff fans adored Man Friday
And Poolies applauded him too
I went home that night
Wanting to be Robin Friday too.
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