Heeding Busby

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Shay Brennan wasn’t listening
To Busby’s exhortations.
John Aston’s face was glistening
With beads of perspiration.
Tony Dunne was binding up
The garter round his sock,
And Nobby Stiles was winding up
A bandage round a knock.
Paddy Crerand’s ears were blocked,
He could not hear a word,
And Busby spoke, but never clocked
That only David Herd.

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