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Phil Dowd – An Apology

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Dear Paul,
I’m writing to apologise
for swearing at your players.
‘Twas for the sake of discipline –
to make them players obey us.
I’m really sorry for cursing,
don’t know what came over me;
think it was the sheer thrill
of being on the pitch with Thierry.
He really is quite brilliant,
just glides across the pitch
whilst poor old Emile Heskey…
…well isn’t life a bitch?
When I’m up in Wigan next
we’ll go out for a bevvy,
not a major drinking sesh,
just a couple, nothing heavy.
I’m next up in the North
around about mid-May;
you’ll probably be down by then,
but we’ll still go out ok?
We’ll then have a discussion,
a frank exchange of views
on why a trivial matter
should make the national news.

Notes

Those poor, hard done by Wigan players. Did that nasty wasty wef swear at you? Ah! Don’t suppose any of them have ever sworn at the ref before?!!

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