Denis Law: The Granite King’s Game
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From the granite city he rose, bold and fleet
A Scottish marvel, with skill so complete
In Aberdeen’s shadow, his story began
To rule the pitch as the Lawman
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Under Shankly’s watchful and guiding eye
Four years at Huddersfield taught him to fly
It was time to move for Scotland’s pride
A record breaker when Torino signed
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The “King of Old Trafford,” a title earned
Through passion and fire, his legend burned
Yet fate, so cruel, in a twist would deal
A backheel and United’s fate he’d seal
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Honours adorned his illustrious name
A European Cup to crown his fame
Scotland’s goal king, a legacy declared
With King Kenny the throne was shared
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Denis Law, a name carved in time
A football poet, a player sublime
Forever cherished in Scotland’s lore
The Granite King’s spirit endures evermore
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