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I suppose we should be grateful
That we finally got a win.
That drawing streak was hateful,
And our aspirations thin.
A long way down the table
With the likes of Bray and Bohs,
But now at least we’re able
To grind vict’ries, I suppose.
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I suppose we should be thankful
That a win has come at last.
We should have bagged a tankful,
Not a single Jayo blast.
The manner of our winning
Isn’t cause for much repose,
But at least we’re now beginning
To get lucky, I suppose.
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I suppose we should be cheerful
And our happiness exploding.
So why do I feel tearful
With a sense of great foreboding?
My season’s hopes are dented
And my pessimism grows,
But we should be quite contented
Winning one-nil, I suppose.