A Football Poet’s Bootroom

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Now that’s the job for me
In praise of Bob and Liverpool
Of all things Shankly

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 A job well Donne the chants declare
For Dalglish rules supreme
A Prince among the terrace Kop
The people and their King

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 The boots wrapped up in lyrics
Whilst the goals would gleam with rhyme
Oranges not the only fruit
Especially at half time

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 So pass the poets’ toolkit
With its magic sponge of words
To score acrostic wisdom
Not in vitriol but verse.



Well in Crispin!

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/a-football-poets-bootroom/