The Whinger
¶ 1
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His team are flying high
they win nearly every game,
but now after every match
his comments are always the same.
¶ 2
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It’s moan, moan, moan, moan, moan,
why doesn’t he give it a rest ?
his side are top of the table
but he has to get things off his chest.
¶ 3
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He thinks all referees are up to no good
and blames them when his team gets beat,
in fact the whole world is against him
even a ball boy has been called a cheat.
¶ 4
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Of course his players never dive
and all of them are whiter than white,
but if a referee books one of them
he looks like he’s ready to fight.
¶ 5
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But remember you are called the Special One
and known as the best manager in the land,
but if you can’t stand the heat of the touchline
it’s best if you stayed away in the stand !
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