The Academy Has Closed Its Doors.
¶ 1
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The academy has closed its doors
The sombre mood is but the cause
The graduates are still reeling
From the depth of public feeling
¶ 2
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He is gone who put them on
The dizzy road to fame
Whilst all the while instilling in them
The beauty of the game
¶ 3
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No kick and rush at this school
No cloggers who will maim
The art of sweet simplicty itself
To enjoy and entertain
¶ 4
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As East London mourns a gentleman
Who gave young kids their start
How many top stars still playing today
From this man honed their art?
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