The lovely Mrs. Merkel
sat within the golden circle
with Platini and the rest of the antiques
and she watched proceedings smugly,
winning beautiful not ugly,
as the Germans went to town against the Greeks.
Philip Lahm’s first touch was deft
as he cut in from the left,
as reporters started drafting their critiques.
And the accolades were ringing,
like the shot that he sent winging,
as the Germans went one up against the Greeks.
Samaras then pulled one back
in a very rare attack
and the blue and white paint glistened on fans’ cheeks,
but Khedira’s fiery volley
turned a nation melancholy
as the Germans got the lead back ‘gainst the Greeks.
Ten long years now since Japan
and Miroslav is still yer man,
prospering from all defensive leaks.
And he scarcely broke a sweat
as his header found the net
to make the Germans comfy ‘gainst the Greeks.
And when Reus
and nearly broke the flimsy bar,
the Germans showed that they could scale the peaks.
And a last-gasp Greek spot kick
scarcely mattered as the slick
and ruthless Germans breezed on past the Greeks.
So the Germans keep on winning
and Frau Merkel keeps on grinning
and this has been the case for several weeks.
They’re star just keeps on rising,
so it wasn’t quite surprising
that the Germans really stuck it to the Greeks.
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