ALL VERSED OUT
¶ 1
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Some will laugh and think you’re mad
Others scoff and say you’re sad
Many stare and look away
Then turn and with a smile say
¶ 2
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“Football poetry, what’s that about?”
‘Tis true without a shade of doubt
Shock horror written on the face
“Football poems have a place?”
¶ 3
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Er yes they do and rich the vein
Inspired by Pele’s gracious game
The dignity of Bobby Moore
The thunderous boots of Kenny’s scored
¶ 4
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The snapping studs of Nobby Stiles
Gento’s skills brushed all aside
Andrade as smooth as woven silk
Gentile hard in for the kill
¶ 5
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These football Kings we wrap in words
Our football voices proudly heard
We come to praise not aim to preach
But share the love of all and each
¶ 6
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The terrace ballads haiku touts
Match prose maestros all versed out
In study centres programme notes
To a ground near you “The Football Poets”.
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