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FA Cup poem 2018

Luton. Luton? Luton away?

That’s who we’ve got on our special day?

Through somebody’s house, past someone’s bedroom

Lol at you if you want some legroom

Close your eyes though and you will see

Nathan Tyson making it three

Sir Alfie Mawson rifling in

It’s Kenilworth Road, we always win

Well not always, but it’s worth a shout

Round one of the cup: we never go out

Barnet, Halifax, Solihull Moors

Non-league triers shoved back through the door

And now it’s Luton, former Conference champs

Upwardly mobile, part-time scamps

Joyous faces around the ground

“What a treat to start in the first round”

I joke of course, Luton have lots of history

Although Steve Foster’s headband remains a mystery

It always seemed like it would really itch

But it looked super chic on the plastic pitch

Brian Stein and Kingsley Black

Let’s turn the main stand into an F1 track

Whatever; the only race we want to see

Is Wycombe cruising through rounds one, two and three.

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