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Liverpool

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 St. John’s Beacon, Liver Buildings’ clock
Stood on cobblestones at the Albert Dock
Where Bleasdale’s George took his last ride
Tate’s Turner Prize comes to Merseyside
Ken Dodd, Red Rum, the Brookside soap
Two cathedrals joined by a street called Hope
Stevie Gerrard goals or Met Quarter chic
Beatles’ songs play for eight days a week
Mathew Street, Cavern and Flanagan’s craic
The Liverpool Empire, Blood Brothers is back
Kitty Wilkinson, Conteh and Noel Chavasse
Gerry Marsden, Melly and all that jazz
Arthur Dooley, Tarbuck and Roger McGough
Superlambanana, tasty Chinatown scoff
Zutons, Askey, the famous Kop chant
Sandra and Beryl and Lynda La Plante
Hardman, Henri, McGovern’s Dockers
Jesus on a donkey, Faith Brown’s knockers
Forrester, Dean, Frankie say RELAX
Emin’s little bird, Rafa wields the axe
John Lennon Airport, above us only sky
Lyrics from “Imagine,” always make you cry
Scottie to the tunnel, long queues of cars
Billy Fury, John Peel and Ricky, my arse
Everyman, Playhouse, concerts at The Phil’
The big club five times, the small club nil
Scouse git father of Tony Blair’s wife
The Capital of Culture, the pool of life

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Notes

“Liverpool is the Pool of Life.” Carl Gustav Jung.

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