Python meat
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I was flippin’ marvellous last night –
Unfortunately, not on any football pitch
There was no skill or flair
That would my dreams enrich
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No, it was all about nutmegs of a different kind
And the skill was in the kitchen
I surprised them all with my fayre
Yummy pancakes – they’ll no longer be bitchin’!
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From batter mix, to the frying pan
Followed by a Lua Lua flip
For once football took a backseat
But don’t worry, it was only a temporary blip
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Fillings both savoury and sweet
Sated the hordes at my venue
But Monty’s much maligned meat?
No – spam is definitely off a Football Poet Editor’s menu!
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