I Could Have Been Lynched
NB. This is a true story that happened many years ago. Not to be repeated, no doubt. But at that time I was (still am up to a point) crazy about European soccer and I wanted to see a Scottish game of Rangers vs Celtic. Rangers wore blue, Celtic green. The envy and rivalry were tremendous., but I had to go. The problem was I did not know which entry I had to choose. As usual, I chose the wrong one. Afterwards, my friend and I ran for safety.
We went to the football match, I dressed in green,
Everyone laughed, thought I was a poor bean.
I was with a crowd all dressed in blue,
Good grief, I was in some very hot stew.
I stood my ground; Green won. Hooray as I kissed my Celine.
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