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SCUM
My Dog's Called Figgis
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SCUM-CHESTER WHAT A FARCE.
BECK-SCUM WITH POSH CARS
ALL THE REST HAVE HAD POSH SPICE
TWO AT A TIME IS QUITE NICE
ROY KEANE, BONE HEADED TWAT
NO LONGER LICKS THE ARSE OF SIR MATT
ALEC FURGESCUM HE WILL DO.
STICK-INSECT GIGGS EATS HIS POO.
LETS ALL BOW DOWN TO THE MIGHTY SCUM
THE BIGGEST BUNCH OF TOSSERS UNER THE SUN
WE ALL HATE'EM, ISN'T IT FUNNY.
SPINELESS MORONS, THERE FOR THE MONEY
BANDWAGGON REDS FROM LONDON TOWN
LEICESTER, TORQUAY AND ALL AROUND.
NONE FROM SCUM-CHESTER, THEY'RE ALL BLUE.
COMPARED TO THE HUN THEY WILL DO.
THIS IS THE END OF MY LITTLE VERSE.
COME ON LEEDS INFLICT YOUR WORST.