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Spooked

Peter Goulding

Sunday, November 2nd, 2003

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 The refs were all down at their local,
A pub that they’d often frequent.
They found it quite handy and focal,
So that’s where a lot of them went.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 They were sitting there smiling and joking,
And brandishing cards for a laugh,
Getting quite pie-eyed and smoking,
And enforcing ten yards on the staff.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 When suddenly, down from a rafter,
A white, hazy figure came wailing,
Which promptly put paid to the laughter,
And sent all the referees quailing.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Well, they thought it was something satanic,
This fiend from the Otherworld sector,
So they ran round the pub in a panic,
Afraid of the referees’ inn spectre.

© Peter Goulding 2nd November 2003

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