There was once a youth soccer player
Whose skills we agree were quite fair
She came to the squad
FSA, plastic sod
And national team beckoned from there
There was once a youth soccer player
Whose skills we agree were quite fair
She came to the squad
FSA, plastic sod
And national team beckoned from there
When FSA.
When FSA.
When FSA come marching in. [Come on, sing along you know the tune.]
Oh you can be, in that number.
Because, well, let's be honest, they do take rather large teams.
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