A Liverpool Love Poem
¶ 1
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Your eyes shine
Like Garcia through
Your lips as red
As Gerrard’s boots
You’re my Champions League my FA Cup
My Kenny Dalglish my Ian Rush
¶ 2
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You trap my dreams
Nutmeg my soul
You’re Shankly’s words
You’re Robbie’s Goals
You’re my Premiership Title won in May
My Joey Jones my Steve Heighway
¶ 3
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Your beauty sparkles
My guiding light
And warms me
Like an Anfield night
I love you I love you, believe it’s true
But not as much as Liverpool.
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