My Sister Taught Peter Beardsley

My sister taught Peter Beardsley
to look after himself in Longbenton,
to lisp in out of bother,
to twinkle his feet between desks,
to think with his toes,
to take a pass and craft a cross, 
to develop a football brain.
My sister taught Peter Beardsley
to read a ball like a book,
to shimmy on the break,
to skip past bullies,
to have an eye for girls and goals,
to score whenever he felt like it,
to grow into a little star.
My sister taught Peter Beardsley.






KEITH ARMSTRONG

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