More Vanishing Lines
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Spain, in pain, will soon be on the plane
No more tiki, no more taka; guys, it’s time to think again.
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Vorsprung durch Technik, the future looks bright
The Germans bask in sunshine, now they’ve seen the Muller Light.
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Messi’s messy dribbling needn’t make you cry
Remember the Pampas and you’ll stay dry.
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Now it’s vive la France, they’ve started with three
With no need for a hand from Thierry Henri.
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When Chile fans enter the media centre
They’re considerably cruder than Pablo Neruda.
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Now Andrea Pirlo is like a good Merlot
But don’t mark Balotelli, when your legs turn to jelly.
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I’ve drawn a line in shaving foam
Across the garden path at home
Thus far and no further; keep off the grass
Nec plus ultra; none shall pass
When I’m watching England on TV
Ye botherers, please don’t bother me
¶ 8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 COME ON ENGLAND!
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