THE COACH FROM HELL
¶ 1
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The team huddles in the changing room,
Shivering from head to toe,
A couple of minutes before the match
It begins to hail and snow.
¶ 2
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That’s when it happens,
The thing we all dread,
In walks the Coach from Hell,
His name is Coach Fred.
¶ 3
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He makes us train in wind and rain,
Although we make a fuss,
This is Fred the Coach from Hell,
Feel sorry for us!
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