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Ron “Rowdy” Yeats

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 The one-man posse
In a body built for two
A red colossus
Carved from the granite of Scotland
There was no way round him
So centre forwards ran on to the pitch
With ladders under their arms
Whilst Shanks called to Arthur Askey:
“There’s a place for you son, with Ron on our side
You can go in goal!”

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Notes

ParryMaguire (2004)

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/ron-rowdy-yeats-2/