Grand Reds

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Big Clem a giant in Red & Green
Brucie’s Euro wobbly knees
There’s Peter Cormack with the Charity Shield
Terry Mac’s header best goal there’s been

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Still Shankly’ Ghost puts the lads through their paces
There’s time for Digger to fasten up his laces
St Michael’s 2 goals took the Cup off The Arse
Even tho’ Wenger’s boys had played us off the park

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Roma thought they’d be kings not if but when
But they didn’t bank on a Barney Rubble pen
Rob Jones was class and a joy to be seen
But his battered bones just would not heal

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 The Toxteth Terror and his shooting boots
Signed off with a hat-trick leaving Leicester blue
Phil Neal came to us from Division 4
Our penalty King rarely failed to score

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Gillespie cultured strong and tall
Three league titles in his drawer
Thommo steadfast proud in red
Took the European Cup home to bed!

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 (c) sharon marshall 10th february 2004

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/grand-reds/