Saturday Night’s Alright For Frightening.
¶ 1
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At halftime there was glee and gloom
Until the second half resumed
Then countances mirrored painful truths
That some were safe, and others doomed.
¶ 2
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So lets give credit where it’s due
To those who’ve fallen through the loop
For making that a final day
Of sport which took our breath away.
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MotD at last oozed class
Of a venerable fare served up on grass
Flashing round the grounds at will
Where action spoke, and not the speil!
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