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Mar 2021
Let's raise a bitter glass,
Football's here at last,
And that's not all,
Teams do crowds enthrall,
From a victory,
****** defeat, you see,
No flag again this year,
Bitter glass, my dears,
Football's finally a'loose,
Pour that glass of bitter juice!
Melbourne in Autumn and Winter. Feedback welcome.
Written by
Julie Grenness  Australia
(Australia)   
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