len in black and white
¶ 1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 LEN IN BLACK AND WHITE
¶ 2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 (in memory of Len White, 23/3/1930-17/6/1994)
¶ 3
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Len White
was a hammer.
He rammed in goals
like rivets into a ship.
Len in black and white,
belter of a heavy ball,
whacker of leather bullets
with crafty head and clever feet.
Me and my old schoolmate Peter
saw you lash the Wolves,
sending a screamer
through the posts
to ignite Gallowgate
and set the Magpies chanting.
Uncapped hat-trick scorer,
153 goals merchant,
you deserve
a statue
of your own,
dedicated
to the Skellow lad
who became a Geordie
and will always be.
¶ 4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 KEITH ARMSTRONG
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