Like a naval battleship just launched from its berth
Clashes with its enemies to measure out its worth
And faces foes that freely fall beneath its polished hull
Before it finds an enemy that takes aim at its skull,
And continues, strong and proud, to set out on the sea,
Our soccer team, lean and loud, found early victory.
While praise and cheer pervade the beaming sailors on the ship,
Swells, alas, soon drown the mirth and scales reverse their tip;
Scurvy-free, yet flu bestruck, the crew grows thin on deck
And pirate vessels fire cannons, threatening a wreck.
Then the captain—woe betide!—he tumbles overboard!
And though the crew fights valiantly, their ship soon strikes the shore!
Fleets of swarming enemies sank passion, skill, and reason,
But unlike ships in similes, we’ll be back again next season!
(Yar!)
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