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44 Recipe for three I will make it Yes, I will make it myself I will do so by hook or by crook Even if it’s not like at Unity Palace What’s so difficult about an omelette? The secret is the recipe Raw eggs, salt, onion, magi cube Water, milk and vegetables Then comes the fire and stirring Lovely, isn’t it? Foul man Another foul, just one more And you are out Out for good Not even Arsenal will take you. For years you have made the same noises The same point Standing on the same spot Breathing the same foul air Kicking the same old ball In the same false direction Hitting the same goal post Thinking the same dirty thoughts. There are too many fouls against you Hand balls, pushing, wrong tackles and insults Just who do you think you are? Mister Big Stuff? You’re a foul man With a foul mouth ...

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