Shaven headed barbarians
And
tattooed savages
Strut
with preening peacocks
In
performing their pantomime
While
their vengeful tribes
With
banners held high
Chant
their rhythmic cacophony
Faces
distorted with hate
On
the field of honour
They
grapple and kick
They
push and pull
They
dive and roll
Assault
and assail
Connive
and cheat
In
unforgiving onslaughts
They
perform for baying hordes
A
vile and brutal spectacle
Always
referred to
As
the beautiful game
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