June drabbles - 2
“Two, four, six, eight; who do we appreciate?”
“United” was the answer you were meant to shout. United; they’d appreciate united.
Then “One, two, three and a quarter; who do we want to slaughter?”
The answer to that one was “City.”
United wore red, and City wore blue—ManU the good guys; City ever bad, or so she thought.
The trouble was, they're just words; she never understood which one was which. One Catholic team, one Protestant; one appreciated, the other one set for slaughter.
“Two, four, six, eight...”
“What comes next little sister?”
Oh brother, how Lizzy hated eight.
“United” was the answer you were meant to shout. United; they’d appreciate united.
Then “One, two, three and a quarter; who do we want to slaughter?”
The answer to that one was “City.”
United wore red, and City wore blue—ManU the good guys; City ever bad, or so she thought.
The trouble was, they're just words; she never understood which one was which. One Catholic team, one Protestant; one appreciated, the other one set for slaughter.
“Two, four, six, eight...”
“What comes next little sister?”
Oh brother, how Lizzy hated eight.
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