Wednesday, April 4th, 2018
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you brightened up the Bridge
you became our Prince
once the “King” had departed
and you controlled games
in a way we’d never seen.
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you gave us hope
where there was none
and all throughout your reign
you brought a sense of fun
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you had bullets in your boots
and subtlety in your soul
you influenced other ways
than route one to goal
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we saw the very best of you
Captain in your teens
you had to carry brother Graham
who didn’t share your genes
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not everyone was enamoured
some thought you rather drab
and cruelly at Old Trafford
they nicknamed you the “crab”
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you were more suited to Milan
it was much more to your style
they appreciated the keep-ball
the precision and the guile
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you were our Bobby Moore
suave, sophisticated and chic
our memory banks will bulge
when we recall you at your peak
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time now to dry our eyes
for all the tears that we’ve “Shed”
for you’re truly missed already
by every Blue and every Red
The best always go too soon.
Such sad news today that Ray “Butch” Wilkins passed away.
He was such a part of my childhood and he will forever be immortalized in our memories for all the joy that he brought into our lives.
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great words Clik
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5th April 2018 at 8:57 am
See in context
7th August 2018 at 2:43 pm
Looking forward to welcoming Wolves to the King Power Stadium this season… where hopefully we will beat you! 😉 But truthfully welcome back to the top division! – Paul
22nd July 2018 at 12:05 pm
Many thanks for that. I’ve actually changed it back because I feel the more ridiculous it looks, the more Ogden Nash it is! My own personal choice, others may disagree. But I appreciate the thought. Cheers
20th July 2018 at 6:49 am
Great poem Peter .I’ ve mucked about with the way it appears on the page if you don’t like it let me know.
19th July 2018 at 5:19 pm
How about the Pele of poets?!!! 😉
absolutely lovin’ it!
19th July 2018 at 2:21 pm
Sorry everyone. Away on holidays and not very good at the computer stuff anyway.
I had thought I was commenting on Verse 2, Lines 3 and 4. The whole poem is done in rhyming couplets – I was merely commenting on the fact that the rhyme there / disappeared sticks out like a sore thumb!!
Nothing to do with black and white!
15th July 2018 at 5:31 am
no sadly…it’s my good mate Fred Chance…Sharon..great live music pub…in our village..
13th July 2018 at 9:04 pm
Big Yin! Is that Sir Billy Connolly far left on the main picture?
13th July 2018 at 5:20 pm
i should say so!
13th July 2018 at 4:33 pm
at least the waistcoat is coming home then? 😉
11th July 2018 at 10:48 pm
is this being seen (wrongly i think) as a representation of the old minstrels show?