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And on Day Number Five
The World Cup sprang alive –
The build-up had been overbearing.
When they’d pulled out the balls,
There’d been whistles and calls
At the prospect of this perfect pairing.
They came from afar
To each tavern and bar
To each café and whisky-a-gogo,
And some chose to cheer
For the men from Korea,
Whilst the others were rooting for Togo.
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The ad-men were thrilled
And continued to build
Each expensive, ubiquitous hoarding.
Much more than Brazilians,
The audience of millions
Was doubtless supremely rewarding.
The battle was waged
And for months now had raged
On the choice of a corporate logo.
Oh, the ad-slots were dear
In this match where Korea
Faced the powerful warriors from Togo.
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Who needs a siesta?
This worldwide fiesta
Was better than people had painted.
And the Red Cross were busy
When people got dizzy
And six hundred thousand men fainted.
They were waltzing in Wales
In their top hats and tails
While in Poland they all did the pogo.
Yes the world gave a cheer
When the boys from Korea
Took the field ‘gainst the boyos from Togo.
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Well, the passions ran high,
And the roars ripped the sky
As the teams subsequently joined battle.
And every last fan,
Be they boy, girl or man
Got their hands on a klaxon or rattle.
They attempted to place
Giant flat screens in space,
But alas, it was deemed ‘twas a no-go.
Still, ‘twas patently clear
Half the world cheered Korea
While the other half all yelled for Togo.