A Win At Last
Is it true, did we really win
I couldn’t believe it, when, the goal went in
We actually beat, another soccer team
It’s enough to make, a grown man scream
And, I did, many a time, as we tried to play and move
It was like, we’d finally found, the missing groove
And, everything else, dropped, into its own place
At last, we played like, we’re not from outer space
It’s lucky we got rid of Luigi, the striker though
The team that bought him, must really hate us, so
Okay, he never scored in, eight blindingly, awful, seasons
They must have, a thousand different reasons
For that one thing, that, we did, for them
But it’s stopped us, playing in, total mayhem
And, being able to, win, and, hearten
Who cares, if it was, THE KINDERGARTEN
