Zola Scores A Goala and Nearly Loses A Molar
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I scored a goal
One midweek night
In the F.A cup
Norwich we were playing
For promotion
They were up
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Someone took a corner
I’m not sure who it was
Anyway it turned out
To be a decent cross
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I ran towards
The incoming ball
And jumped in to the air
Flicked the ball
Off my inside heel
The keeper stood and stared
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The nylon netting
Gently bulged
The ball slid slowly down
People stared in disbelief
All around the ground
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Our spectators cheered
For ages
The Norwich fans as well
I’m told that goal alone
Was worth the entrance fee
My chest with pride
Did swell!
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My team mates
Kissed and hugged me so hard
I nearly lost a molar
I’m the man who scored
This outstanding goal
The one and only
Gian-Franco Zola!!!
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