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Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last whistle of recorded time; And “those were the days” has lighted fools The way to football death. Out, out, yon Evans! Judge's but a walking shadow, a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the pitch, Then should be subbed for sure. His is a game Played by an idiot, full of backwards passes, And achieving nothing.
And all the players are merely poor players; They have their sendings off and their substitutions; And Lambert in his time plays many poor parts, His acts being 5 more years. At first the messiah, And then the whining manager, with his beer.....
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If Shakespeeare was writing a play about Ipswich on 07:13 - Nov 27 with 1266 views
If Shakespeeare was writing a play about Ipswich on 05:54 - Nov 27 by Chondzoresk
A poor “as you like it”
And all the players are merely poor players; They have their sendings off and their substitutions; And Lambert in his time plays many poor parts, His acts being 5 more years. At first the messiah, And then the whining manager, with his beer.....
on looking in on the treatment room
What are these sowithered and so wild in their attire, That look not like th' players ion the team And yet are on ’t?
If Shakespeeare was writing a play about Ipswich on 16:34 - Nov 26 by hoppy
You'll get yourself bard if you're not careful, making fun of Phil like that...
Rosencrantz and Phil The Stern?
No idea when I began here, was a very long time ago. Previously known as Spirit_of_81. Love cheese, hate the colour of it, this is why it requires some blue in it.
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