Perfect Timing
¶ 1
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This morning I received my season ticket renewal
I can afford one if I eat gruel
It’s gone up by inflation
To continue adulation
Of potential unfulfilled
I’d rather have fishfingers
As long as they are grilled
This afternoon we watched a shambles
The manager prepared to gamble
With our chance of more success
He really couldn’t care less
About the people in the stands
He had ambition and raised our hopes
Now Nigels making other plans
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