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"To a Hun"
O Sevco fans ye blaw and brag,
Wi numbers stitched upon yer flag,
āFiftyāfive titles!ā ye like tae drag
Through every chat,
Though countin twelve short seasonsā swag
Disputes aw that.
While we, in hoops o green delight,
Took nineāināaārow twice, fair and right,
Nae smoke, nae mirrors clouded sight,
Nae tax evadin tales;
Just graft and skill in open light
That seldom fails.
Yer anthem claims yeāre āSimply The Bestā,
Yer bigots proclaim theyāre āPeepulā blest,
Yet still that Asbestos Arena, in protest,
Creaks roon each stand,
As if it kens the ruthless test
O timeās demand.
So boast awa, let claims take flight,
Mak up moonbeams high on shaky height;
But mind the cityās truest might
Shines bold and bright,
For aw the while, yer still shite,
And Glasgowās still Green ānā White.