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They spent the day battling with the touts,
It almost put them to the rout.
But Billy managed to find one,
Of course for the most expensive sum.
‘Well, there goes a month of pay,
No treats for the Missis today.’
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So then they got into the stately ground,
They sat in their seats, and looked around.
All set for kick off,
Surely there would be no up cough.
‘We’ve come so far,
We won’t be below par.’
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Except there was an early goal,
And it did not go to the English Cole.
Before half-time, no victory to be seen,
After half-time, still no sunbeam.
‘I’ll go and have a booze,
Instead of staying here, to see them lose.’
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And Billy and Joe left the stadium.
There was far less noise than the London Palladium.
They went to the bar,
And never saw the star.
‘A month of pay,
Has gone today.’
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So then the substitutes came on,
And they were second to none.
Two more minutes, two more goals,
And this time the noise could be heard at the Poles.
But Billy and Joe in ignorance stayed,
For their eyes had not been repaid.