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FUK--spell it as you like, any way, His team played again today, How do they lose so consistently, Snatching defeat from the jaws of victory, Now there's melancholia and doom, He sulks alone in his empty room, Ritual disembowelment of male gloom, "Off to drown yourself, dear," "Never mind, one week at a time, cheers!" "Yes, another rebuilding year!" I can talk football too, my dears!
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Apr 3, 2017
Apr 3, 2017 at 10:13 PM UTC
FOOTY SEASON HIS WAY!
FUK--spell it as you like, any way, His team played again today, How do they lose so consistently, Snatching defeat from the jaws of victory, Now there's melancholia and doom, He sulks alone in his empty room, Ritual disembowelment of male gloom, "Off to drown yourself, dear," "Never mind, one week at a time, cheers!" "Yes, another rebuilding year!" I can talk football too, my dears!
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Apr 3, 2017
Apr 3, 2017 at 10:13 PM UTC
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