Move over Motty
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“Absolutely awful”, they had proclaimed
“Women have no rank in the game
She’ll certainly not emulate Motty
Once again, what was her name?”
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Hecklers whimpered it was a crime against the game
To unfetter the fragrant Jacqui Oatley
As Fulham hosted Rovers at the cottage
Auntie beeb made certain a piece of history
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The cynics bawled she was of novelty value
No sense of tactics, go send her back
Despite being an amateur footy star
And a very accomplished sports hack?
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The same was said of Pearcey
By the white coats from Jurassic Park
A tongue lashing from Bertie Bassett
And Steve Curry’s siren gag remark
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May way for the Beebs first lady
Stand up and shout out proud
“Who are yer! – Jacqui Oatley”
Shake the mic – let’s hear it out load
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