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In The Name of The Game [Explicit Content]

We didn't win the game
And it's such a shame
Coz some poor fucker's gonna get his head kicked in
Some old dear'll get her door bricked in
In fear lives every shopkeeper
Swamped is the streetsweeper
In the streets sirens asound
There's violence all around
And it's all in the name
Of the game
Because we are England
We should shout loud
We should be allowed
To be proud

We didn't win the game
And someone's to blame
coz that ain't fair
And we don't care
So we'll drink til our anguish comes through
We'll piss on a tramp and your doorstep too
Smash your windows back and front
Bust up and bottle some cunt
All in the name
Of the game
This is just us
This is justice
Because we are England
We should shout loud
We should be allowed
To be proud
— Poetree, Jul 04, 2010

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pleiades

15 years 11 months ago

how do you think we aussies

how do you think we aussies feel? out of the world cup early on in the comp...our arses kicked by you guys in the cricket one day series! bring on the ashes... great poem here poetree... relevant, edgy, and reads at a cracking pace you've caught the angry english sports fan voice, so well your rhyme and meter are musical...give this a beat and you've got a rap song very well written cheers p
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Poetree

15 years 11 months ago

thank you

thank you very much!!! I'm so grateful for your comment and really please you liked it!!! Sorry to hear about your aussie losses!! I don't really follow sport but when England were knocked out of the football this year it was hardly avoidable to not know about it!!! Take care, Joel ;-)
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shirley harrison

15 years 11 months ago

L:O:L

i feel your pain Joel! very strong poem, and if you dont mind i have saved it to send to the queen!!! L:O:L ah footballs not the same without lineka and gascoin and becks! with much love shirl...... shirley harrison