The way they played,
Was a treat to watch.
A slide down on the hill,
For a top team fast.
Goals flowed like river,
The goalie looked dazed.
Swirling left and right,
The ball always hit the net.
Crowd watched in horror,
Their team had collapsed.
In the rude wake the goals left,
Their strength had been sapped.
The carnage was total,
The destruction was full.
A dent had been made,
The beautiful game had been played.

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