Big Match Bust Up
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A plastic surgeon of renown,
A master of his trade.
His clients, from all over town,
Did not go off dismayed.
He’d fix a scar or move a mole,
As per the current fashion,
And that, along with keeping goal
Was really his big passion.
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One evening, he was playing in
A match supremely vital.
If his team perchance should win,
They’d surely clinch the title.
Alas! His dreams of glory all
Went quickly down the tubes –
Misjudging twice the bouncing ball,
He made two dreadful boobs.
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