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Seat 237

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Seat 237 is the place i love
It’s a place that I call heaven only it’s not up above
It’s where I watch the Sunderland play
Every single Saturday
Some people would call me barmy
For falling in love with the red and white army

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 This premier life is no easy thing
But it helps when you’ve giot Julio on the wing
With Breen and Stubbsy at centre half
Minimum points ? You’re having a laugh!
Little sleeves he ducks and weaves
And his rewards are gratefully received

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 No one has given us a chance this year
Supporters drown their fears in beer
But what we know with super Mick
Is in the premiership we will stick
And we’ll keep that red flag flying hjigh
Because we are Sunderland ’til we die

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Notes

Written during the Sports Poetry Workshop in October 05 with Crispin Thomas of The Football Poets at King Edward V1 School Morpeth.Northumberland

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/seat-237/