West ham travelled in the North direction,
Arsenal had their task cut out,
And with their patience and conviction
The result was merely a doubt.
With all the possession in the world
Over and above having Odegaard
It was a night that belonged
To hammers' tall and back standing guard
There were chances, there was hope
Post was hit and headers were missed
Arsenal attack was potent it looked
Still not close to test Areola's fist.,
Sitting deep, they played only to defend
West ham hoped Arsenal bombardment to end
It never stopped nor hammers' booing Rice
Against the run of play, Arsenal conceded twice
This was one of those games
when its not your day or night
Not winning against a group of cowards
Doesn't dent one bit of our might
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