Who Cares
¶ 1
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Our hero goes down
In a crumpled heap
Limbs twisted and broken
From his valiant leap
¶ 2
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The terraces roar
The outrage is vile
The villain who slayed him
Missed the ball by a mile
¶ 3
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The man dressed in black
Thinks yellow then red
As he succumbs to the pressure
Of the noise in his head
¶ 4
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Down to ten men
The enemy is broken
And joy upon joy
Our hero has woken
¶ 5
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He gets to his feet
The terraces cheer
The best bit of acting
We’ve seen all year
¶ 6
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The Cup should be ours
We can’t fail to win
Who cares about justice
A win is a win
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