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I don't want
a manager
who sits quietly
on the touchline,
clever tactics
to deny
the opposition.

I want one, 
purple of face,
who runs
up and down his area,
shouting at his players,
screaming abuse
at the ref.
The first to see red
who, when we're ahead,
hides the ball
up his jumper.
my kind of manager.

It’s coming home

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 It's coming home 

What I like about W.P 
It's inclusive, I trust you agree, 
Young lads getting racial abuse 
For missed penalties! - No excuse! 


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Referee, why can't you see
How much United mean to me.
It was a goal, and not offside,
So, let it stand. Restore my pride.

Our striker's shot, hit like a rocket,
You must be in, the City's pocket.
I'm annoyed, and with good reason,
You have ruined our whole season.

The football match

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The football match

My debut for the 'dads v lads'
The shortest you could see
Substituted me, the cads
Straight after 'take the knee'.

Spitting Images

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Spitting images

Double barrelled, a name
Was sign of breeding, or fame
Now in ultra slow mo's
They spit, clear their nose
And football's their game.

You must be joking

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You are joking!

Whilst watching the footy
Reclined with a BLT butty
Heard a joke that was smutty
About a plumber and putty.

BLT: Bacon, lettuce and tomato
a popular sandwich in the UK


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I read in the papers that Burnley
Are getting a striker, that's cool
They only paid twenty five million
He probably still goes to school.
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