the day of the blues
¶ 1
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God’s heart hovers in London,
Glistens light upon the BLUES.
The men gleam like sword blades,
Chelsea, fearless, ready to fight.
¶ 2
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Sweat flip flops upon the greens,
Slow to soak into the spongy soil.
¶ 3
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The fans lift their players onto the cyan cloud,
A sea of confidence fills the heroes’ hearts;
Chelsea , fearless, ready to roar,
Yearning to march upon their enemies.
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