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On a Saturday night in Berlin
What a racket there is (sic)
As Barca beat Juve three one
Pirlo cries (is the end nearly here?)
The Old Lady sheds genuine tears
Of pride for her written off sons.
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Another Calgary stampede
Till Canada beat the resilient Chinese
As the stadium erupts
Furtive FIFA faces in hand-cuffs
Are put on the spot by the hand of authority.