Daddy Grod
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took me to see South Liverpool
we froze standing on the terraces
on that damp dull Saturday in Garston
with no one else nearby.
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We stamped our feet
till halftime
a cuppa tea
and a pork pie
to warm us up
for the second half.
¶ 3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Christopher T. George
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