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David Foulkes

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    David Foulkes published a poem on the site Football Poets 23 years ago

    I’ve been trying to indoctrinate my niece, young jen’s her name
    To support the mighty Walsall every Saturday’s the same.
    But her mother says Ginola’s hair is the picture on her wall
    so lost for words I sought more […]

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    David Foulkes published a poem on the site Football Poets 23 years ago

    Long before the days of Soccer AM
    I had a girl in Devon, (in Exeter, a’hem)
    So I cycled down south and it took me two days
    but not long after my arrival we went our seperate ways.

    My journey took me further to […]

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    Your Familiar warmth
    the warmth of winter,
    Faded golden hopes of summer.
    Your floodlights like those dreams grew dimmer
    unlike my love of our time together.

    Alsop, Buckley, Hancocks, Clarke;
    Clough made his […]

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    Eat At Sid’s.

    There once was an ugly little man
    whose legs were as bandy as a badly hen,
    he swept the floor for the blue collar boys
    in a long brown coat and the factory noise.

    On his afternoon off he used to […]

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    GET THEE BEHIND ME CHESTERFIELD
    WHOSE CHURCH THE INFANT ARNOLD LABIA
    WITH HIS TOY BOX ROOFED.
    HIS INNOCENT CURSE IS THE SLATED SKY,
    AWAITING THE THUD OF THE CLOVEN HOOF.

    GIVE ME THE BLOOD OF THE MOULDERS […]

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