the naughty step
¶ 1
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from the room next door
the tv pumps out multi pixels
¶ 2
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I see flashes of colour
when all I really want to see
are flashes of brilliance
¶ 3
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the naughty step just doesn’t have
the right angle to the screen
¶ 4
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and so my punishment
is further torture
in its proximity to that Premiership portal
¶ 5
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but how come
when Rooney catches his volley
just so
we all shout and cheer and celebrate?
¶ 6
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I guess the net helps –
unlike net curtains
catching shards of glass
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