diode_blade
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3 months of weiry passes and things go bad again
Another new face comes a year of hope and pride is back
The son of forest makes us flourish
but then a season that makes us brackish
The son of forest is sent packing
Another face another Nigel and hope is in revival
he has 1 season and only he knows the reason
Things are quiet but we hear we get one of our own
It does not start well is this going to be another hell
4 games later our souls start to lift
Game by game comes and goes and shadows
start to fade
The points tally grows and ridicule from the dark
side starts to show
Dreams start to come alive and a centurion starts to
grow
End of season comes and the peroni flows
joy of joys and the dark side fails again
We fear we may not do well but the spirit from
before starts to kick the ball
The dark side mock us but we know better
A sweetie moment before day of days
the day has come and the dark side slain
the bouncing has stopped and they have
flopped
One of our own has given us back
the pride we lost so long back
a happy day for those so few
who entered the cauldron of rust
to do or bust
to do we did and to Tufty we give
our ever eternal gratefullness
Another new face comes a year of hope and pride is back
The son of forest makes us flourish
but then a season that makes us brackish
The son of forest is sent packing
Another face another Nigel and hope is in revival
he has 1 season and only he knows the reason
Things are quiet but we hear we get one of our own
It does not start well is this going to be another hell
4 games later our souls start to lift
Game by game comes and goes and shadows
start to fade
The points tally grows and ridicule from the dark
side starts to show
Dreams start to come alive and a centurion starts to
grow
End of season comes and the peroni flows
joy of joys and the dark side fails again
We fear we may not do well but the spirit from
before starts to kick the ball
The dark side mock us but we know better
A sweetie moment before day of days
the day has come and the dark side slain
the bouncing has stopped and they have
flopped
One of our own has given us back
the pride we lost so long back
a happy day for those so few
who entered the cauldron of rust
to do or bust
to do we did and to Tufty we give
our ever eternal gratefullness