Sinking with Armbands
¶ 1
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The Captain’s armband, black tourniquet
No longer commanding respect
Court cases, lies, adultery
Perceived decency is wrecked
¶ 2
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These men represent us, our country
Exposed on the pitch, nowhere to hide
Three lions on the shirts
But no pride
¶ 3
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Ask children to name our fine captains
They say ‘Birdseye, Scarlet, Kirk’
A leader should have more in his locker
Than dark corners where scandal lurks
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