Loach the Coach

Loach was a coach
Of that we are sure
He was good at his job
But at life he was poor

Loach did encroach
On the team he taught
And for that big snob
His team, they sure fought

But Loach was a roach
They all knew that
So they found the slob
And started a spat

The team Loach did poach
That cannibal beast
And not even a sob
Did he sob o'er his feast

But Loach was to approach
The bench in the court
And 'fore more lives he could rob
They killed him for sport.

The End

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