A Kopful of Tunes
¶ 1
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Football and magic
Ruled by the moons,
Light from the shadows
And a Kopful of tunes.
¶ 2
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Owen tiny mite
Heskey power delight,
Anfield’s Godly force
Showing us the way.
¶ 3
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Treasuring savouring every moment
Gerrard our proud new captain,
Rising over Shankly Gates
Upon the Mersey tide we wait.
¶ 4
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The floodlights dim
Anfield, vanishes from existence,
A simmering hope
Brimming with expectations.
¶ 5
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Football and magic
Ruled by the moons,
Light from the shadows
And a Kopful of tunes.
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