Football Poets

But a Dream….

¶ 1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 1998 and you came to the Reds
Could have had Celtic but “Non” you said
The Spice Boys were finished you took out a broom
And swept out the crap that littered the boot room

¶ 2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Charming and quiet you got on with the job
With Thommo beside you the title can’t be long
7th in your first year but changes need time
And we grew in our faith as we started to climb

¶ 3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 We loved all your quotes and we all talked “scousefrench”
The Arse they had Wenger but we had our Ged
You brought in Hyppia and Henchoz as rocks
Whilst Gary Mac worked off his boots and his socks

¶ 4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Robbie knuckled down (didn’t want the reserves!)
Macca and Ince packed off “au revoir”
Titi came out for the lads but soon left for West Ham
But we knew you were building the Liverpool Plan

¶ 5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 So 2001 was the year of the dream
With a wonderful treble the best yet to be
Cardiff bound twice the champagne soon flowed
And the UEFA ours with a Geli own goal

¶ 6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 The new season beckoned and fate turned her hand
The whispers grew anxious all round the ground
“What’s happened to Ged?” “It’s his heart” someone said
And the fear in our own hearts feared you were dead

¶ 7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 You battled and battled and the devil he grinned
But we knew you would battle and never give in
You came back after 5 months to the songs and applause
Roma slain by the Reds a formidable force

¶ 8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 But the plans your were building would falter and fall
Heskey fell over and the title dreams stalled
November 2002 and we are 7 points at the top
By the end of the campaign no more than flops

¶ 9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 2 seasons of signings who cost more than gold
Left the Kopites all fuming and demanding them sold
Lacklustre campaigns and they start to complain
And its only with venom they chant out your name

¶ 10 Leave a comment on verse 10 0 The promises broken the dream turned to rust
Another ghost on the wall soon gathering dust
But you left with a dignity, pride still intact
And you’ll be made very welcome each time you come back

¶ 11 Leave a comment on verse 11 0 So thanks for the memories of Dortmund you gave
The great wins at Cardiff are memories to save
For you dreamed as a King and served us a feast
I think you knew all along that we’re all fickle beasts

¶ 12 Leave a comment on verse 12 0 We all come and go some as legends some clowns
Some come as paupers and try to steal crowns
But you gave us a good year as you aimed for the stars
Yet we long for the title to grace the proud club of ours.

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