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Poems tagged ‘Premier League.’

The home turn

joe morris

Friday, March 7th, 2025

With the first crocuses and snowdrops
Poised for Spring renaissance
The Premier League hits the final fences
Of the imminent football
Grand National
Beechers Brook and the Chair
Formidable obstacles
But when did that ever worry
Liverpool, lords of the manor?
At the top
Over the hills and far away
Seemingly beyond reach
Arne’s army
Stretching away
With 13 point lead
None will catch them surely
Seasoned thoroughbreds
Handsome steeds
Bill Shankly and Bob Paisley
Must be singing from some
Far off football heaven
Where fans never walk alone
The Kop prepares for
May street carnivals
Yet another Premier League title
Another League Championship
It was never in any doubt
And yet spring brings with it
Annual bouts of hay fever
Sneeze and Arsenal may still
Fancy their chances
The runners and riders
Are ready to rumble
Amid the deafening acoustics
Of football’s tribal terrace residents
City of course are out for the count
Flattened on the canvas
They threw in the towel long ago
But Liverpool are in the box seat
Driving beautifully, focused
Even at the beginning of March
They can see the wood from the trees
The finishing line is closer
Than ever before
Anfield with assurance
You would think it’s all over
How many times have they been
Champions of England?
Check the bean counters
The abacus will always
Be on hand
But the seasons they
Are a changing
And once the clocks go forward
The picture may have changed
Realistically not though
Liverpool
Proud owners
Of their country estate
World class ambassadors
For the Beautiful Game
Winners of the Premier League
It certainly looks
Signed, sealed and delivered
Even the legendary
Stevie Wonder would agree
If you asked him now

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