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Refs Like Wellesley, But 'Cliffe Polo Still Triumphs

[with deepest apologies to H.W. Longfellow]

It was tied at one, at two, at three, at four,

The home folks couldn't be shaken;

Could Raffel have been so mistaken?

He swallowed his pride, viewing the score,

Substitutions, they would have to be made,

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For too long, deadlocked, the game stayed;

So enter some fresh blood, Raffel moves,

Seeking to find the ultimate groove,

And what do you know, the subs come through,

Wellesley is handed its rightful due,

Yet a genius Raffel will soon prove.

The final tally, six to four,

Was achieved through two Jane McNamara goals,

Who hit for the bathing cap trick in her role

As the team's leading producer of scores;

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