Ode To Michael Owen
¶ 1
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He’ll leave you in a muggle
He’s the best from all around,
Making defences struggle
Until the goal is found.
¶ 2
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Some say he is from Wales
But for me he is English through and through,
Never going off the rails
Striving for glory is all he will do.
¶ 3
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A quiet guy some might say
But you cannot miss him on the pitch,
Hopefully he will win the league come May
A powerful striker although he’s a titch!
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