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Created on 05 March 2011 10:04
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IT WAS ALL MY FAULT!
I lost the football match for my team!
I'm Jake, richest boy in school!
Dad earnt it by selling sheep and wool.
It was one fine morning, nothing was going to slow us,
yet there was a gaping hole in the tyre of the bus.
Then we realised we were playing across the road,
Our coach thought we were gonna play abroad.
At half time we were one nil up,
I had big hopes of winning the cup,
I passed to the keeper and scored an own goal.
OH! The points after that that they stole.
So we lost against them, the team we didn't now,
To our reputation that was a devastating blow!
So I let down my friends and team,
And decided that football wasn't my dream!
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