Graham  Graham Shaw
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Comments from the Stand. 1.

That number six is useless,
He's no better than my daughter.
I tell you, man, I'll be surprised
If he's able to pass water.

That never were a penalty
Never in this world.
It couldn't be
'cause number three:
He tackles like a girl.

That should have been a booking.
He came in from behind.
Definitely a yellow card.
Ref, you must be blind.

How on earth did you miss from there?
You were only two yards out.
Call yourself a striker -
No wonder we've had a goal drought.

What sort of bloomin' markin's that?
The cover was too slow.
Their number nine had so much space
You'd think he got B.O.


Graham Shaw - 1999

   


Poems
A Dickens Of A Job
An Impassioned Plea
Europless
From The Stand 1
From The Stand 2
Fairy Tales And Hangovers
Faithful Twist In The Tale
Food For Thought
Here We Go Again
Inversely Reformed Character
Men In The Middle
Nico Nico Nico
The Three Volleys

Background
Biography

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