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A Random Record

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Random pages from a random book,
A random record of a random club.
Five players and nine arms atop an open bus and a
Number nine, with a perm, running strong in the Wembley sun.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Billy Butler shoots right foot and scores on a field of mud.
Hundreds of men with rain coats and flat caps and trilby’s
Smoke Woodbine’s.
And boys with school caps and eager faces lean on a palisade fence.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 A team line up in goal with white knobbly knees barely showing
Twixt long socks and longer shorts,
Looking slightly embarrassed with nervous grins
And hair slicked back with Brylcream.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 A happy smiling captain holds a trophy high with a
Given scarf around his neck,
A silly hat on his head and his team’s shirt
Advertising a long lost supermarket.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Random pages from a random book,
A random record of a random club.

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Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/a-random-record/