March 20, 2012

 

 

The game was over

Without delay.

Chances were missed

Goals went astray

When just one more

Would have won the day

It all came down

To toil and sweat

A long hard season

But let’s not forget

That we’re in the ‘Play-off’

And hope still reigns

The double header still remains

Though we look no further

At this stage

Let’s not tempt fate

That mighty Sage

Who holds our future

Who unfolds each page

If we miss out now

We’ll be filled with rage

In extra time, we stood alone

When the final whistle

Too soon was blown

Losing vital minutes

That contentious bone

A top three place could

Have been our own.

 

 

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