this was taken from "The Main Game" in the telegraph this morning
Eddie's swansong
If ever there's a sight that makes me tire
It's the eight foot grin of Eddie McGuire
I'd love to see it cut to size
When the Swans devour those smug magpies
They'll wipe the floor with Eddie's grin
They'll lock'em up - not lock em in
And knock 'em flat with something nifty
One hundred percent - not fifty fifty
Then Eddie's mob will soon descend
When it's much too late to phone a friend
For the Swans will win, if all is fair
(It's better than being a millionaire)
Eddie's swansong
If ever there's a sight that makes me tire
It's the eight foot grin of Eddie McGuire
I'd love to see it cut to size
When the Swans devour those smug magpies
They'll wipe the floor with Eddie's grin
They'll lock'em up - not lock em in
And knock 'em flat with something nifty
One hundred percent - not fifty fifty
Then Eddie's mob will soon descend
When it's much too late to phone a friend
For the Swans will win, if all is fair
(It's better than being a millionaire)


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