Paul Canoville
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P icked upon for his colour
A gonising through the booing
U nclenching his fist
L ike nothing ever happened
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C rying inside his heart
A s his fans showed no mercy
N evertheless did it stop him following his dream
O pening up their hearts to their player, the fans cheered, the booing
started to……
V anish in the big bad world
I nside his head
L et us praise and
L ove
E verybody that the Lord our God created, no matter their colour
¶ 3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Natasha Byaruhanga – Year 8
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