When Football Stops
¶ 1
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Now’s the time football stops on the telly,
and grass gets time to make a decent recovery.
¶ 2
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Now’s the time my ‘to-do’ list gets sorted,
tidy under the stairs, old shoes get booted.
¶ 3
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Make hollandaise sauce, buy a horse,
starch the linen tablecloths.
¶ 4
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Now’s the time I don’t need to travel,
to Nottingham Forest or overnight to Newcastle.
¶ 5
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No M6 to M40 interchange headaches,
or Stockley Park V.A.R. indecisive heartbreaks.
¶ 6
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Loads to do in the coming weeks,
the new season starts in forty-seven sleeps.
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