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One friday we had a football game

The first football game

Of the season, to be exact

My friend and I

Were goofing off as usual

And we invented a holiday

A holiday that would be celebrated

Every friday to come

Or at least until the season was over

We would talk in British accents

Just for the hell of it

We make up new words

Like bogansnaufer

The days of our Britishnish

Go way back

Months before the holiday was decided upon

There was a day of the accent

At a relay which continued the next day

To an amusement park

Then there was the greatest times

At the camp of band fags

Where we stayed up

Playing the game of Uno

And I sipped a cappucino

And we talked in the British

Scaring our hot "lovers"

But having a great time

One day we shall have tea

On British day

With those little

Cubes of sugar

Until then

Every friday shall be called

British Day

Where we talk in our accents

To amuse us: The Unamused