Zorba the Greek
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We all did hail Zorba the Greek
Unaware what havoc you would wreak
Your running pace a slow andante
A Divine Comedy by Dante
Is happiness a frugal heart?
Away clean sheet, be nice to start
Our one nil lead you did expunge
With your silly pointless lunge
Our defence turns to semolina
With boo boo after Bouboulina
It came to you as some surprise
Torpedo falling from the skies
Pepe dives, the lad fell over
You standing there like Super Grover
I fear you’ll never find your feet
Be gone to lignite mine in Crete
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