Michael Owen
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The Boy-wonder from Hawarden
Soon became an Anfield name
With skill and pace like his,
We need him every game
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’97 saw his premiership debut
And there wasn’t long to wait.
Until world-wide fame beckoned,
Thanks to world-cup ’98.
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The world soon Knew St Michael’s name,
After his skill shone at St Etienne.
Let’s hope he wins more with the reds,
And wows all Anfield yet again.
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He dazzles with his trickery,
And wows them with his pace.
He left the toffees reeling,
After firing home a brace.
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He smashed Rush’s school-boy record,
His Anfield haul is for the taking
With over 100 goals already,
Let’s hope more records he’ll be breaking.
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