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From the dungeons depths 
Our canary friend had nothing much left 
Speaking like everything was all right 
Invited candy toffees in for a bite 
This was not a keen thing to do 
One score for the blue 
And the wharf singer was headed to the lower tier pool 
Meaning the Wolves who were safe at home 
Played with the cherries until the juice was gone 
It took an hour 
They showed some power 
Kicking it in between both posts 
Ready now to visit Astin in his villa and a delicious Friday night roast 
It should be a nice date the Wolves did hope 
Knowing Astin was no bloke
In fact he could be a good host 
Making the evening an engagement the Wolves could boast 
For good ole Astin he spent the day at the new castle united 
To talk about being demoted due to all the fighting 
Crown royals listened to the plea 
Finally sending out a decree 
Giving them a chance to draw 
Letting through the footy ball 
Getting the point 
Astin returned to his villa joint 
Waiting for the Wolves 
To make their moves 
Creative poetic interpretation of the results from the survival of match men 
Best way for the EPL regulation zone to defend 
Falling from high profile grace in the end

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