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Whisper it softly, but whisper it well,
The team, I believe, are beginning to gel,
They’re giving opposing defences sheer hell,
And the goals keep on whizzing in freely.
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Jason and Glenn have now blossomed and thrived,
After last season our hopes have revived,
It’s the best we have played since young Fenlon arrived
And a world of a difference from Keely.
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If only the football was always this good,
Played in a way that the fans think it should.
We’re playing such beautiful football, touch wood,
That there’s not many teams that can thwart us.
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The passing’s so slick, the attack’s so free-flowing,
The pace of our thinking shows no sign of slowing,
The quest for perfection is stong and ongoing,
But tell me – where are the supporters?