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Rooney

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Score, Score wherever he may be,
Rooney’s the Lord of the Premier League,
And he shall score wherever he may be,
For Rooney’s the Lord of the Premier League.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 He scored on the morning when the sky turned black,
It’s hard to score with John Terry on your back,
He’ll score for United and the England team
For Rooney’s the lord of the Premier league!
Score, Score wherever he may be,
Rooney’s the Lord of the Premier League,
And he shall score wherever he may be,
For Rooney’s the Lord of the Premier League.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 He scored on the morning when the sky turned Blue,
It’s hard to score when your so angry u haven’t got a clue ,
But he will win whatever it takes,
Even running through a bunch of cream cakes, Cause he is English wherever he maybe, For Rooney’s the lord of the Premier league!

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/rooney-9/