Martin Peters R.I.P.
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Tall and elegant of posture
With a warm, endearing smile
He’d materialize into the box
In his own enduring style
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Everywhere he went
As Hammer, Spur, Canary
He was every fan’s favourite
Ghosting past the unwary
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Sir Alf famously quoted
“He’s Ten years ahead of his time”
And in 1966
We gloriously caught him in his prime
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And so we remember with fondness
As we sadly chant his name
Condolences to his family
For a true Gentleman of the Game
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