A Match Made In Heaven
¶ 1
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A shining light went out today.
Bright defiant light that lost its way.
Heavenly imp, touched by angels.
Blessed are we who saw him play.
¶ 2
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Red and blue, Orange and Green.
All colours are blended by tears.
United now in loss and regret,
For so many wasted years.
¶ 3
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Dream of every would-be star.
Much the best we’d ever seen.
We shall not think of you as dead.
You’ve just been capped for Heaven’s team.
¶ 4
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Think of the line-up of that team!
Matthews, Violet and the rest.
What great games can be imagined
Now they can select the best.
¶ 5
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No sad lament to bring him home,
Its ‘Belfast Boy’ the angels sing.
A heavenly chorus joins the chant,
Now Georgie Best is on the wing.
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