The Euros Are Upon Us
¶ 1
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The Euros are upon us.
England likes her chances now.
She wants to make the final,
lift the Cup, and take her bow.
To make it true, there’s work to do:
those seven fields to plough.
The Euros are upon us.
England likes her chances now.
¶ 2
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If she can get by Wales,
it will be downhill, as they say.
A wind will fill her sails.
She will be quite well on her way.
Slovakia and Russia could pose
problems on their day,
but if she can get by Wales,
it will be downhill, as they say.
¶ 3
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She can’t ignore the home side,
if you think of ’98.
Les Bleus could use a trophy now.
Their year has not been great.
They’ll hurt you, but her virtue
comes from fifty long years’ wait.
She can’t ignore the home side,
if you think of ’98.
¶ 4
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Europe needs its athlete-heroes
to behave like men.
The whole world wants its former greatness
to shine through again.
Collective eyes will gaze upon its beauty
this June ten,
to cleanse and lift our spirits.
Two fortnights of football zen.
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