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Turnip?

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What?
Where?
Why?
When?
Poor old Sven
So many questions
So many suggestions
Pick me, pick him, pick us
Kick up a fuss
Look at them
Look again
And then, when the ignored wonder why
Our Sven has to suppress a sigh
And reply
Preferably with a clever quip
Oh how I wish, I could assist (like Tor Grip)
This sexy Swede, of blonde breed
This striking, nano-Viking
And relieve him, of his hard-ship!

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/turnip/