Drawn
Celtic fans thought their team was due for a right gubbing
To the Gers' fans the first half was a Celtic drubbing
And the Celtic fans were so close to blubbing
Rohl was close to kingship with the Gers' fans him so dubbing
That second half with O'Neill's adroit subbing
Saw Celtic give the Blues a thorough scrubbing
With cheers unheard from the Green Brigade out happily pubbing
At the final whistle Celts with glee their hands were rubbing
While the home crowd felt like their team clubbing
And angrily their season tickets stubbing.
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