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Last call

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Tables moved,
Us and them in different leagues.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 We with Plundered loot like a tool,
hammering away.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Them, they refuse to take,
wanting to keep as keepsake.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Fightback back to the top flight,
unlike icarus hoping to last the course.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Take the money pauper,
no need to hoard.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 Do not rebuff,
let go your grasp.

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 No position to argue,
bluffing with aces held.

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 We may fold,
how long to hold out.

9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 This bargaining chip,
the only gamble you can make.

10 Leave a comment on verse 10 0 Dealer deal,
let us wager the outcome.

11 Leave a comment on verse 11 0 “I only wanted him for the reserves.”

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Notes

…of one Mr. Crouch of Southampton.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/last-call/