old codgers FC
¶ 1
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Funny thing, camaraderie
and how the nicknames that once amused
in the fullness of time
leave many bemused
¶ 2
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Coco, Moose, Khazi and Penny –
shoring up midfield
who was it got past them?
not many
¶ 3
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Up front, Swifty (not)
Doc and Dunkers **
who’s profligacy, * kept us all
from resting on our hunkers
¶ 4
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Bazza, Banksy, Coomzi and Ellers
even then
would have to be considered
quite geriatric fellas!
¶ 5
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And then there was me, the quiet one
at full back (either flank)
too non-descript for a real nickname : “Si!”
yet another misplaced pass – sigh! oh … rank
¶ 6
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It would be many years later
before the mouse mused
and morphed
into Clik.
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