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Rugby

Rugby

I like the trhill
The way they work the drill
Running up or down that hill
"He sure does fit the bill"

I like the mean faces
Untied laces
Masculine races
Fast and powerful paces

I like the dirt on his knees
Kicking a ball higher than trees
Shirts as bold as the colours of bees
Number 4, take me, please.

E.T.

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