Gerrard’s geriatrics
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A twinge ensued sharply by a wincing grimace
Oblivious onlookers munch on their carrots and houmous
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Crouched, cheerless look, he signals code to the Gaffer
Furious flurry of gestures from head coach Rafa
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Long before Gosling and the curse of Tictac
Our commander trudged off weary and ready to hit the sack
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As Maximus rose to exit the coliseum
I thought he was heading for the Goodison mausoleum
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Leaving the field for a cuppa in the blue canteen
The Toffee fan celebrations I have never ever seen
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From our all action juggernaut we’ve come to expect the same
Absolutely nothing to do with an England game
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