To The Man. Pope John Paul A Truly Great Number One
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I’ve Seen Zbigniew Boniek
Lech Walensa as well
I’ve stood in St Peters Square
As the crowd
Cheered and yelled
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15 langauges you spoke
In nearly all of them
You cracked a joke!
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Claude Makele
Treasures the beads
That you kindly gave him
Whilst he was with Real Madrid
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You came to London on a visit
I recall
With your modesty and humour
You impressed us all
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Mehmet Ali Agca
Tried to assassinate you in 1981
But you forgave and befriended him
As a father would a son
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I knew you were a keeper
I was one too
As a keeper you take the blame
Its all down to you
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But its as a caring human being
That you are known
Not a pontiff or a pope
But as one of our own!!!
¶ 8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 peace.
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