One man reads from a poem by the English writer,John Keats: " 'She cannot fade, though thou has not thy bliss, Forever wilt thou love, and she be fair.'
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We love you loads and words cannot describe how loved and sadly missed you will be'.
They love beating up on the Poms, but when it becomes as predictable as it has been, then they just cannotbe bothered to sit up and take notice when another match comes around.