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Tarky Pooper

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 The Reds were celebrating,
All primed and set to party.
They thought they had the match wrapped up,
They’d reckoned without Tarky.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 The game was drawing to a close,
Just seconds on the clock.
The Koppites singing joyfully,
But then a Blue Shirt struck…

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 The Hour had come, the Man came too,
Tarkowski was his name.
He fired in a thunderbolt,
To earn undying fame.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 The Reds thought they had clinched it.
Believed our fate was sealed.
But Tarky pooped their party,
He simply would not yield!

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 14/2/25
Denys E. W. Jones

Notes

In case you don’t know, the last ever Mersey Derby at Goodison Park on Wednesday 12th February finished Everton 2 Liverpool 2, with James Tarkowski scoring a last gasp equalizer.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/tarky-pooper/