My Favourite Footballer
Jimmy Greaves is his name
he played the beautiful game
he didn't really like to run
but scored goals just for fun
Greavsie on my bedroom wall
he's kicking a muddy leather ball
watched him when I was a lad
from the terraces with my Dad
he hardly broke into a sweat
but still banged three in our net
watching him was such a treat
because he had quicksilver feet
my son said Dad was he any good
the best from your own boyhood?
Son, Greavsie was the best around
tormenting defences at every ground
Jimmy was number one in his prime
my favourite footballer of all time!
poem by Kevin Halls
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