From Mat-hias Kvist-gaarden
I'll tell you now of some that I know
And those that I miss you'll surely pardon
Scissor kicks, volleys and lobs
bullet headers in the box
Thunder bastards, or off a bollock
There is joy in the spring
When City begin to sing
For Mat-hias Kvist-gaarden
Posted By: Ken Dodds Dads Dog, Jul 8, 13:55:39
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