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Magician

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 One more run down the wing?
Not this time;
No legs left now.
The dribbles, the jinks,
Side steps and long balls,
The goals.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 No more pints in The Village,
The boutique now just a memory.
Saw you once in The Wagon,
A Gentleman.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Old Trafford’s turf
Showcased an awesome talent.
The Pride of Belfast
Became a Son of Manchester.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Fame and talent
Came with a price,
And Champagne Georgie paid top rates.
Illness, reputation.
I make no judgements.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 I simply remember
The pleasure
Of watching The Master at work.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 The Magician

Notes

You’ve been a prat George, but its nice to see you getting better lad.

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