There is a team in London,
Which consists of youngsters like Mason,
A team greater than Man U 'n Southampton,
A club where love and winning are common.
A team which wears blue,
A club with players who obey's a whistle blew,
It's fans are many and not few,
And they always cheer as the players queue.
A club full of respect,
A football team with no defect,
Whose players always genuflect,
To ensure no racism as a result of dialect.
Copyright © Kelvin Gathiru | Year Posted 2021
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