A Minute of Silence and Sapper Clive Smith
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A minute of silence
I’ve done plenty
In numerous centre-circles
Since well before aged twenty
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A minute of silence
In sorrowful surround
But last Saturday afternoon
At our football ground
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A minute of silence
Lest we forget was won
We stood together
This Father, his Son and Grandson
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A minute of silence
Support, Wolves have always been rich
Never more so
Than when Clive Smith walked onto the pitch
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A minute of silence
This brave soldier
To the centre-circle
A mitre match ball, he handed over
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…..Then, a minute of silence
Red poppies amongst mascots
An impeccable minute of silence
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A minute of silence
Consider this club as rich
With support and the silence
And Sapper Clive Smith on the Molineux pitch
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