the sweretest victory liverpool 1 manchester city 0
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On a saturday afternoon,
A lad in blossom, Micheal Owens,
With a mighty shot from thirty yards;
The ball , like a torpedo, sailed past David Seamam;
And Liverpool got what they wanted;
A surprising win over Manchester City and KING KEV.
Victory has never been sweeter…EVER.
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