Generations
¶ 1
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Grandad:
A red shale Rec
In a city’s heart
A heavy leather ball
Boots over your ankles
Button up shirts.
¶ 2
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Grandson:
Soft moorland turf
In a Pennine village
A lightweight ball
Aerodynamic boots
Sweat control shirts.
¶ 3
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Grandad:
Dank city stadium
Dads on pub corners
Kids, lemonade and crisps.
Cold, open stands
Cold, frozen hands.
¶ 4
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Grandson:
Out of town luxury
Darks corners gone
Multi food outlets
Warm, rain free stands
Coffee warmed hands.
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