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Ohh You Beautyy | A poem by Cally

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His shirt always seemed a bit too big for him

At one point people thought he might be too big for us

No way

Liverpool ran in his blood


Number 17

Black Adidas predators

Red Hillsborough wrist band

We knew early on, when that net got burst at Goodison Park

Top bin, Tongue out, remember the name

Steven Gerrard

Number 8

Yellow captains armband

Captain fantastic

Crunch


He was the complete player, a hero built from 30 yarders

The pressure of an entire club, no, an entire generation on his shoulders

But pressure makes diamonds

And diamonds are fucking hard

City last minute

West Ham last minute

Derby day hattricks

A goal in all finals

One pivotal moment which above all burns bright for eternity

Under the Anfield lights

We need a goal

For the knockout stages

For 5 times

For The 97

For keeps

Lovely cushioned header

For Gerrarrrddd




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