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Rose Reilly

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Stryker, stryker burning bright
Upon the pitch beneath floodlight
What immortal football boot
Dare frame thy fearful aim to shoot

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 In what jinking runs aspired
And scorched the wings from side to side
Would tremble those with boots of clay
And turned to dust amidst decay

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 When the Sky dropped down to sea
The grace and beauty that is she
What the soul of youth that fired
The blazing heart transfixed desire

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 What the draw the win the loss
What the match of human cost
That twist the sinews of each heart
The alchemy of football art

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 And when the game is all but done
The players walk off one by one
What then the child within the soul
That dreams to score the winning goal

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 Stryker, stryker burning bright
Upon the pitch beneath floodlight
What immortal football boot
Dare frame thy fearful aim to shoot

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Notes

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-scotland-glasgow-west-42689447

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/rose-reilly/