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5 down..for just 84..what do you do.. try and survive..shut the door..or instead more hardcore jive...out on the lash  ..go to town..

On his way to 184..borrowed the crown from the real deal surreal cartwheel Panto clown..smash down the door..

Red hot..bespoke with the oak..smoking..old school Ben Stoking..first ball stroking for four..

Robin Hoods with the wood..forget Bazball..score quick..this is rabbit out of a hat trick Bazbat…the latest riff…

Smith so svelte..helter skelter..velvet belter..decided with his tintin quiff..to go.. well biff..Indian tiff..felt..smelt.. the tangy twang pang..dealt a dashing dollop of crashing flashing banging wallop..

Every Test tragic.. loving how Jamie and his magic torch did scorch..the run reaper..nearly took number one spot with the fastest ton..still got..the highest ever Test score for an England keeper..and only 24..

Let's rant…about Smith and Pant..the Gilly God above giving his nod..the Wizard of Oz..Lord of the willow sword..showing his love..for the zen of the men or bruvs with the glove..

The notorious adored odd bod panto Pant.. and his brother from another mother..glorious 

Smudge not giving a fudge..not just giving the scoreboard a nudge but an almighty Blighty budge..

Smith's sublime partner in crime… dirty flirty Harry also got them shirty with some barnstorming performing.. 

A nifty pretty shifty 150..as north..met south..our poise boys..from the Republic and Surrey..hitting not just a flurry but a slurry of runs in a hurry..

Will give them some slack..but if there has been a faint Bazbat taint..always having a crack..all out attack..a lack of that knack of restraint..no looking back..artists with only one way to paint..

Willing to adapt and change..us fans rapt..still immense offense but with more defence..alright common sense ..

Smith and Brook wasn't an..off their trolley volley folly..the way they played..slayed and flayed.. by golly made sure the Hollies..still held sway..eased their dismay and stayed jolly.. 

Won't pretend ..was always only one way this was going to end..

Jamie.. Jamie..Jamie and his magic torch..
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