Starting a chant
¶ 1
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I’ve never tried to start a chant.
I leave that job to others.
That honour I have had to grant
To my more thick-skinned brothers.
¶ 2
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It’s not that I’ve not wanted to.
There’s times the team needs lifting,
Whene’er the ball’s not running true,
Whene’er the flow is shifting.
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But what if no-one else joined in?
I’d feel a complete fool
If fans stayed schtum, just gave a grin,
Inviting ridicule.
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Like being naked in a dream
Surrounded by a crowd,
Solo chanting for your team
Would leave you red and cowed.
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