Snot Fair
¶ 1
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They always beat us, every time,
Although they weren’t that good.
But football robb’ry’s not a crime
As they well understood.
¶ 2
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Every time we played that side,
Good luck seemed to desert us.
For though it was a one-way tide,
With one attack, they’d hurt us.
¶ 3
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At length we all devised a plot
To get some small come-uppance.
We’d pick our nose and squash our snot
To ‘bout the size of tuppence.
¶ 4
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We lay in wait behind their bus,
Some justice to redeem.
Then showered them with snots becuss
They were our bogey team.
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