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John Motson Interviews Emily Dickinson

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Well, Emily, after last Saturday’s performance you have
to admit that hope isn’t the thing with feathers – a parrot is.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Hope is the Thing of Leather—
That Nestles in the Goal—
We Sing our Tunes, Belt out the Words—
You’ll win Sweet F.A.—

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 The current crisis at Anfield is similar to the one you had
with Athletico Amherst last year, which you put down
to the team not touching the ‘This is Amherst’ sign.
Can Liverpool turn their season around?

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 And sometimes—in a Gale—is Heard—
Walk On Through The Storm—
That Silver-songéd little Bird—
kept the Faithful warm—

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Is it true that all your poems can be sung
to the tune of ‘The Yellow Rose of Texas’?
You’re famous for your no-score-drawers.
Do you blame all those appalling refereeing decisions?

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 Not one of all the Purple Host—
Who took the Flag today—
Can tell the Definition—
So clear, of Victory—

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 You were very active in the technical area on Saturday.
It looked as though you were kicking every ball.
Have you ever considered picking yourself?

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 I’ve Shouted from the chilly Stand—
Sometimes at my TV—
At every Penalty, my Plea—
Please Hand the Ball – to Me—

9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 Do you know what they say about you, Emily?

10 Leave a comment on verse 10 0 No, John, pray Tell—

11 Leave a comment on verse 11 0 They say you never run, you always Dash—

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