Star-Crossed
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¶ 2
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Troop the colours of the flag!
Lukovic has caused a snag,
Leaving room for Ghana Star
To get in, and take them far.
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Hands are waving— happy feet
Stamp in bleachers to the beat.
Plastic horns a-buzzing, swarm,
While the Serb bench goes lukewarm.
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Gyan takes a deal-seal shot;
Strikes the post— it’s not so hot.
Shrill, the whistle sounds the finish;
Ghana’s glee will not diminish.
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Rajevac, grows quite aloof.
Could it be he’s thinking, goof!
Luko’s gone and blown their chance—
His blood-team may not advance.
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Shrugs off victors on his side;
Mixed emotions he can’t hide.
Body language doesn’t lie;
Home he’ll go, to burn that tie!
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Revellers are going mad!
Serbian fans are looking sad.
Eagles’ wings may have been clipped
By the Stars—the scales have tipped!
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