When Crouch scores
¶ 1
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When Peter Crouch scores
the doors of the Anfield faithful
will open wide
to receive him
and take him into
their hearts.
¶ 2
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When Peter Crouch nets
all bets will be off
like the weight
on the shoulders
of the beanpole
target man.
¶ 3
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When Peter Crouch notches
no more botches
or near misses
no more catcalls
or derision
from opposition fans.
¶ 4
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When Peter Crouch breaks his duck
by luck or through skill
the curse will be lifted
and a smile grace the features
of that thin
haunted face.
¶ 5
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When Peter Crouch gets a goal
the Kop will swallow him whole
and take him into their midst
all the kids will
pat him on the
head.
¶ 6
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When Peter Crouch scores
all those bores who thought
he couldn’t do it
will be proved wrong.
Until then the jury
is well and truly out.
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