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World Cup 2006 Day Seventeen

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 England 1 Ecuador 0

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 The Shamen knew their stuff in days of yore,
Now, they’re simply not as potent as before.
They proclaim it isn’t voodoo,
But you’re not sure what they do do,
Oh you cannot get good Shamen anymore.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 He said he would prevent an English score,
Cast a hex upon their flat back four,
But the English luck was in,
And they held on for a win,
And alas! Its Sayonara, Ecuador.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 He said that he had potent spells galore,
As he cavorted wildly round the floor,
But the complicated task
Turned out far too much to ask –
Results, I’m sad to say, were very poor.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 The match itself stuck firmly in the craw,
Actually, another crashing bore.
How we longed for Ashley Cole
To be turned into a vole,
Or Lampard to become a plumed macaw.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 But no sudden transformations were in store,
The English, let us say, were worth a draw.
Beckham bent another free,
Engerland – oh ecstasy!
Oh you cannot get good Shamen anymore.

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 Portugal 1 Netherlands 0

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 At last, a decent World Cup game
To set the tempers flaring.
Petroleum poured on a flame
And even Granny’s swearing.

9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 Deco is a naughty boy
And so is Luis Figo,
Van Basten and Van Nistlerooy
Compete for biggest ego.

10 Leave a comment on verse 10 0 Van Bommel’s the incipient
Of orange illegality,
Ronaldo the recipient
Of callous Dutch brutality.

11 Leave a comment on verse 11 0 Coaches forced into a switch,
And everybody nettled,
Eighteen players on the pitch
When all the dust has settled.

12 Leave a comment on verse 12 0 Doubtless, FIFA won’t approve
And actions will be taken,
But Mr. Chairman, I would move
Both teams brought home the bacon.

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