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There’ll be managers hoping the sky don’t fall in
If the idol just signed don’t deliver some tin
Fast fading sun tans will labor cross green fields
Knowing dreams of a move for more dough
Have been shelved, but to press boys revealed.
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Fresh printed programmes inform chilled out fans
Of new faces in team, seasons hopes, best laid plans
The stewards look well pleased to see you,
As they search with a smile through yer bag,
Looking for celery, plastic bottles with tops
And a ban if you’re caught smoking fags.
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Bright gaudy tee shirts and bright coloured shorts
Make beer bellied bald geezers think they’re in to sports
Sunglasses deflect rays of the beaming hot sun
As excitement builds up whilst the fans cheer as one.
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Every teams equal at this point
Each team without losses or gains
Enjoy the new season, but what’s more important
Is that each of us enjoys….what is truly a wonderful game!