Wems Henry Temmy Psalm 56
I've been told many a time to fan Chelsea
That my darling club is not worth my time
That Arsenal will never bring joy consistently
For all the love, time, money and energy for support
Not to be in waste without any trace of payback
Oh the so called blue; her weight put winnings on knee
Yearning of the past glory as their prime
Yet hope nothing good is for ARS. insistently
But claimed her players, maybe are distort
Keeping at heart the soon to come winnings-- back-to-back
Mortify reproach; let Arsenal shock them
That those who run never have those crawling condemn
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