The Scapegoat.

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 I dreamt I met Jeff Astle
In a wood as he kicked leaves
” If that chance came again, I’d bury it” he said
Then disappeared amongst the trees

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Winners parade
Whilst scapegoats are made
Fate had a hand in the choosing
Never was there ever a truer statement made
Than”There’s a fine line between winning and losing”





Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/the-scapegoat-2/