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Sticking it to a fading giant bereft a fight
On a rain-swept Stamford Bridge last night
The home side come to realize their class
Revenge is sweet, so the saying goes,
On a former custodian, once kept goal
Deemed now as a right snake in the grass.
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Another night, shooting sights aligned
The old adage…take your bleating time,
Five or six at least might have blitzed their sodden net?
Pay-back to a, let me take a hike, or I’ll go on strike,
Sloped off to Madrid, like a tea-leaf in the night
Us paying Partisan’s, in the stands won’t let forget!