Steven Gerrard

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 (please read in a scouser accent for maximum effect)

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Stevie Gerrard,
He’s well hard,
So quite a lot he gets a red card.
When he goes into a pub I wouldn’t be surprised if he got barred.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 He plays for Liverpool,
He spent all day playing football at school
His right foot’s not a bad tool,
For he’s a great passer of the ball.
Our Stevie, he aint no fool,
He can bend any free kick round a wall.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 The opposition defence he does scale.
Not often does he fail,
Because he usually does prevail.
His pace means the defence can only follow his tail,
When he’s on the ball the opposition wail,
Steve’s powerful shots; the net they do impale.
After 90 minutes up against Stevie, the other team need a strong ale.
If he was arrested, I’d find some money to let him out on bail.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 His vision is amazing,
It leaves everyone gazing.
His skill is absolutely hair raising.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 People watch him in awe,
For regularly he does score.
The Anfield faithful do adore.

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 The Anfield faithful, Stevie never fails to astound,
He always follows up for the rebound.
I’ll tell you he’s worth more than 20 million pound.
He leaves the defence bound
With ease, the defence he weaves around.



Writtem by Richard Adams

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/steven-gerrard/