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Liverpool, Liverpool

joe morris

Monday, April 28th, 2025

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 And so it came to pass
An explosion of rejoicing
A cascading torrent of celebration
Ecstasy in excelsus
Merseyside rules OK
Scousers jumping and jiving with joy
Liverpool win the Premier League
For the 20th time
A sharp intake of breath
In case we were imagining it
No greater city deserves it more
We suspected they would do it
And now it has
What powers of foresight
Somewhere Shanks must be dancing
In some celestial street
For it was Bill Shankly who created
This wondrous phenomenon
During 1950s grey palls of austerity
When all hope seemed lost
At Anfield
He knew he’d find a man mountain
Named Ron Yates, Ian Callaghan
All cultured thinking on the ball
Peter Thompson,free as a bird
On the wing flying like a cormorant
Into the fading light
Of countless winter evenings
When Liverpool were just enjoying
Themselves thoroughly
Chalking up old First Division
Championships by the conveyor belt
An abundance of adulation
Ian St John, always driven and committed
To the cause
Then during the 1970s
Tommy Smith, hard as nails,
Keegan and Toshack
Batman and Robin
Human dynamos
Unstoppable Chris Lawler,
Ray Kennedy, most graceful of playmakers
Phil Boersma, always available
Before the 1980s brought us Souness,
Explosive and elegant in the same breath
Then King Kenny ruled his roost at Anfield
And then his goal scoring obsession
Sent the Kop surging and swaying one way
Tidal waves of happiness and good times
A recurring theme
Sweeping across the Albert Dock
With nothing but glad tidings
As Liverpool became addicted to winning
European Cups and more League championships
Yesterday they sailed the Ferry across the
Mersey and paid lyrical homage
To Gerry Marsden and the Pacemakers
The Liver Birds building almost
Nodding in deference to the legend that
Is Liverpool football club
The Kop awash with worship
Yesterday they gathered again
To celebrate at the pyramids
Of Egyptian genius
Mo Salah, so reminiscent
Of King Kenny at his peak
Goals of all textures and techniques
The boss of the penalty box
And now welcome to the stage
Arne Slot, a Dutch master
Adding the final impressionistic touch
No Rembrandt but there are footballing
Shades of beauty
At his easel, a riot of red
Watercolours artfully applied
To this perfect painting
Liverpool Premier League Champions
Say it for the 20th time
It just seems to roll off the tongue

Notes

Congratulations to Liverpool- Premier League winners for the 20th time.

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Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/liverpool-liverpool/