i can't quite bring myself to sing we are the navy blues
but the waltz song is kouta
in a battle of competing interests
& headfrickery on a grande stylio
community -- the heart -- wins for me
ill always be a bombers fan
a man who changes his team seems shady to me
& my childhood was a war against dad's black & white
so tonight i might raise a glass to my beloved father
who suffered so much & sought to make ammends
it was wild but we had plenty of heart
so ill take gutsy over cute anyday
im my mother's son so ill never say the words
but tonight ill allow myself to think: go the blues! heh
heck i might even think we're pretty mighty 😘
just don't let em sell us out to the property developers
profit sure
but people matter more
up the housos!
the end
Published & Copyright Malachi Doyle 2026.
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