We scraped a win by the skin of our teeth.
Chewing nails, but chewing seams, good grief!
Close one. Team on paper was as good as any;
Opening stand flattered to deceive, got many.
Middle order collapse, no wagging tail on hand
Innings foundation built on sand.
The sound of summer, leather on willow
Scent of linseed and of sand or brillo
Temper tantrum tampered ball
Oh how the mighty Aussies fall
Paper's journalistic scissors cutting tone
Taunted please do not phone home.
Reverse the charges. Coins now rolling
Team roughed up not by aggressive bowling
Brass in pockets red tape restricts
Oh how it grated. Captain's wounds licked
Fat lady sings now on banned stands
Sad paper headlines. Paper sands
Take rough with smooth
Cancerous growth has been removed
Masking tape papers over cracks
Defiant call, Struth we'll be back!
Memories eroded by the sands of time,
I'll scratch your back if you scratch mine!
