The Last Laugh
¶ 1
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The Czechs came to Dublin with buoyance,
Unbeaten in twenty odd matches,
But they left with a deal of annoyance,
For they only produced it in patches.
¶ 2
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Our makeshift defence was rock steady,
Our midfield so bravely competed,
And Robbie held back till quite ready
To ensure that the Czechs were defeated.
¶ 3
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The Duffer showed sparkles of brilliance,
Kilbane was a thorn in their side,
Holland and Reid showed resilience,
And Clinton pulled centre backs wide.
¶ 4
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The Czechs could attack us at random,
Because they were quick on the break,
But Kenny and Gary in tandem
Ensured that we made no mistake.
¶ 5
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And Maybury looked really impressive,
And Hartey defended with zeal,
Substitutions were somewhat excessive,
But hopes of a victory were real.
¶ 6
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And so we created good chances,
And oftentimes had the Czechs penned,
And won in relieved circumstances,
Though we left it quite late in the end.
¶ 7
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The Czechs had a bit of a bummer,
Despite all those wins on the trot,
But they’ll have the last laugh this summer –
They’re Portugal bound, and we’re not.
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