Portsmouth Fc
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I normally wake up early
with a feeling inside my tummy
Football, Pompey, Fratton park
And the nice greasy Burgers, Yummy!
¶ 2
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But today was very different
from the boring old routine
Today I was in charge
and living out my dream.
¶ 3
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I Stepped onto the muddy turf
Ok, not the best in the land
I waited for the players
To all shake my hand
¶ 4
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I was the captain of Pompey
All passionate, alert and bright
I struggled and pushed
and played with all my might
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at the end of the game
the whole ground did applaud
It just goes to shows
There are good captains who have fords
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