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Soothsayer. Mois?

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 All week, I committed the cardinal sin
In predicting before-hand, we would win
Yorkshire tea-leaves read, said the odd goal in three?
Still as they say, que sera, sera, (what will be, will be)
A one-nil victory, sees Thomy.T, and West Londoners like me…
Crowned, Championes, Championes, Championes a Europe agin!

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 This morning, my sore throat parched dry
From screaming loudly as a bean-pole like Kai
Stuck the the ball in an unguarded Man City net
Yet tis the sight of a diminutive N’Golo Kante,
Terrifying the living bejaysus out a Man City,
On a night, this proud West Londoner won’t ere forget.

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Notes

Another absolutely blinding Champions League win
I can’t get my nut around, or still quite take in?

Off to get the poem, “Unsung Hero”, printed on a tee-shirt for the kids and myself, to commemorate a memorable evening.

Peace.

Stay sage, Bode well. Adios ESL.

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/soothsayer-mois/