The football which goes mad. James Curran.

Choral society.

Him the football which goes mad, is to him furious football.
And football it stripped it O ' the small top.
The direction which it had.
It would take and rub ' its clothing with dozen skivvies linen tae.
Since our of the watertight bulkheads.
A member O ' became who terrible club of football.

The first even thing which it played inside.
I am sure that I saw it all.
They had two bricks for those goalposts.
And a box out of tinplate for a ball.
When an impact of place took watertight bulkheads.
The ball increased like a cork.
Landed his wife known as went the buildings and to New York.

Under zooming when the o'er that it leaves it.
If our Jocky does not hold.
Far from the football which takes a step at the night in its sleep.
It proclaims, exceeds, of McGinty, and others droll things thus.
Evening it did it yesterday a step bed and cried.

` Is it a goal!쳌f?