Russian Campaign
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Napoleon tried in eighteen-twelve,
But didn’t have much luck.
Then Hitler swooped in forty-one,
Yet he too came unstuck.
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Now England’s bound for Russia,
Though this time there’s no war.
We’re not hell-bent on conquest,
Just want to play football.
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Our hopes, as ever, are sky-high,
That Cup’s there for the taking.
While less stout hearts – France, Spain, Brazil,
With fear are all a-quaking.
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The Russian President’s not keen
On us, but listen, Putin –
In Heav’n above our Patron Saint,
Brave George for us is rootin’.
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Red cross against white background,
With pride his flag we wave,
And lustily in song we ask
Our God the Queen to save.
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We’re set to leave the EU,
Because “Brexit means Brexit”.
But from this tournament let’s pray
We don’t make a swift exit.
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3/6/18
Denys E. W. Jones
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