I am an Anfield Poet
I scribe for the love of my team,
Our boys are the best, we all know it
On the trifle we are the cream!
Can Owen be a sponge finger?
And Heskey the jelly on a plate?
Risse could spice things up with ginger,
Now that really does sound great!
In my Liverpool Trifle Bowl we’d score
Hundreds and Thousands and more,
Mixing it up with a fruit cocktail of goals
While Houllier brings out more Trifle bowls!
Kewell and Murphy are custard midfield
Providing more fruit that has just been peeled,
One on one the aim is to score
To win for the fans in Anfield Trifles Galore!