Re-United And It Feels So Good!
¶ 1
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Dad and me went to ‘The Football’,
We had bovril, meat pies and hot dogs
Dad went to visit the boys room,
And told me “Don’t move from this spot”
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I waited ages outside, with tears in my eyes
Loudspeakers told the fans I was lost
A nice copper took me down to the stewards room
With the other whose dads had forgot
¶ 3
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That they’d taken their kids
To watch a match at ‘The Bridge’
Then managed somehow to mislay them
Before days proceedings had even…. kicked-off!
¶ 4
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Me and dad were tearfully re-united
Beneath the stands, as the two teams came out
We were sad, but then became highly excited
At the prospect of us being there, was really about
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Me dad nearly lost me at ‘The Football’
Mum almost did the same at ‘The Shops’
If your parents are anything like these two are,
I’d be scared to take those baby reins off
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So a big hand for the stewards and coppers,
The loudspeakers that tell of lost little fans
Where to go, how to get them back, right quick and proper
So you and your dad can feel safe in such hands!
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