Unbelievable.

It has been.

The score is even.

Our team was able,

But the dream will live.

.

That whistle bell.

They stop the ball.

Yet we will still belive.

Fair Playing It was 2 all.

.

Get up to leave.

Home for a bun.

"We could always lie".

"Won't do no good Ben".

 

The End

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