A Match Made In Heaven
The roar of the crowd,
Welsh hearts, skip a beat,
A nation sits proud,
On the edge of their seat.
An army of Red,
Such vigour they sing,
To win the Six Nations,
What joy it will bring!
They spring to the challenge,
With strong, mighty force,
With blood sweat and honour,
They show no remorse,
Apart from the cheering,
The job is now done,
With pure elevation,
The cup is now won!
A match made in Heaven,
And, Oh what a score!
On the day our Welsh boys,
Made a proud Dragon roar!
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