Watching The World Cup In The Pub
¶ 1
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Red and white bunting
Three lions on football shirts
England baseball caps.
¶ 2
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Pub is packed solid
The landlord dressed as Saint George
I can’t see the screen.
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The whole pub erupts
England player must have scored
I’m drenched in lager.
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Opposition score
The pub goes very quiet
Ingerland starts up.
¶ 5
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Went to the toilet
Attractive girl has my seat
Of course I don’t mind.
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Then Ingerland score
Landlord waving plastic sword
Pub erupts again.
¶ 7
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The ref blows whistle
Up go cries of vindaloo
Hug attractive girl.
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Leave pub exhausted
My mate’s nicked the landlords sword
Now he thinks he’s Zorro.
¶ 9
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Hear myself saying
“I’m watching next game at home”
Who am I kidding ?
¶ 10
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Next game in the pub
The landlord Saint George again
But without his sword !
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