Short Southampton Poems

Hope built on imaginary gains, 

A resort of d poor, 

We are addicted. 

It is summer, pam 3 with 4, or 4 from 4, 

In fact my late grandfather gave me

A sure banker! Liverpool vs Southampton,

This Saturday with #5000, 

Am sure to b richer than Bill Gate

To b richer faster,

I shall invest heavily on baba ijebu......

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Though the father of the heathen family is a snob, the mother does blather with others and tethers their cattle with withered leathers whether the weather is warm or not. Neither she loathes any others nor fails to be blithe at the advent of the lithe spring at the southern coast of Southampton where with brotherly affection together run hither and thither sheathers and wethers....

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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....

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