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My girl is a Mackem.

David Foulkes

Monday, July 3rd, 2006

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 I didn’t see it in your eyes
Although I should have guessed
I didn’t sense it in your touch
Or the romance you suggest

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 My thoughts were overrun with love
In every bar on every night
Until I discovered that fateful stub
From The Stadium Of Light.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 I didn’t mean to trash your bag
I was just looking for a lighter
But ended in possession of this
Most awful non-sequitur

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 I now I can’t forget the truth
Although God knows I’ve tried
Imagining your explanation
As I gaze in your innocent eyes

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 But the thoughts that haunt won’t leave me now
It’s like a gnawing, nagging hurt
When you speak I don’t really hear your words
I just think of that red and white shirt.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 When did it happen? What was it like?
The questions are all consuming
I know you are a Geordie girl
So someone’s done some grooming.

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 Maybe it’s a family thing?
Did your father sow the seed?
I imagine you all sitting in the house
Singing “Cheer up Peter Reid”.

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 Oh please my darling put me right
With a logical explanation
And banish these thoughts of you in a queue
At St’ Peter’s metro station.

9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 I’ll leave it now it’s all too much
We’ll not survive this fall
And at least save me the indignity
Of explaining that I follow Walsall.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/my-girl-is-a-mackem/