Poor Poor Ashley Cole
¶ 1
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Oh please pray for the soul
Of poor, poor Ashley Cole,
Whose Arsenal career seemed bleak.
Forced, by his admittance,
To work for a pittance
Of fifty five thousand a week.
¶ 2
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This honest young chap
In the poverty trap,
Could not be expected to cope
On such meagre earnings.
No wonder he’d yearnings
To bolster his financial scope.
¶ 3
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With Abramovich giving,
He now earns a living
With little professional disparity.
No longer the onus is
On his win bonuses-
Now he survives without charity.
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