David held his head in his hands,
The nightmare was continuing,
And the fans
Had more or less
Vacated their seats in the stands.
‘Fancy a tic-tac?’, asked Phil,
Shaking the little plastic container,
As he tried to get a few
Orange and green sweeties to
Fall into his palm.
David sighed,
Nevertheless replied:
Nevertheless replied:
‘Do they still make those things?’
Steve nodded solemnly,
Looked round,
Then recommenced
Staring dimly at the ground.
Staring dimly at the ground.
‘Those were the days!’ blurted
Phil… ‘the glory days!’
It was the last straw.
David spat out his chewing gum,
And stuck it in Phil’s eye,
While Toure swept in a third,
Easy as cherry pie.
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