Willo Flood
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In Manchester, there is one name
That’s making waves within the game.
Willo Flood, so young and brash,
Is making quite a hefty splash.
Rooney burst United’s banks,
But Willo came up through the ranks.
The rising tide of fulsome praise
Grows stronger with the passing days,
Reporters starting to compile
Great paeans to his fluid style.
Inundated with acclaim,
He has achieved immediate fame.
His attributes, to Ireland’s gain,
Will surely not go down the drain,
And City’s ground, say those who know,
Will shortly start to overflow,
With those who have an urgent itch
To watch him float around the pitch.
Yes, sandbags really are no good
To stop the flow of Willo Flood.
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