Midfield Poems - Poems about Midfield

...SITTING ON HIS ICE THRONE In Stamford Bridge's chill air, he reigns, Cold Cole Palmer, Chelsea's icy veins. With passes sharp as winter's biting breeze, He freezes foes, with calculated ease.4......

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...There is a voice within my head, he’s been there all my life, I’ve learned not to talk much of it, or folks say, “He ain’t right.” Some would thing that I’ve gone insane, that I should go get he......

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...They've sacked their hapless manager and replaced him with a youthful figurine They still need a steeley manager who could cut ice with a glance They lost 6 ~1 against a swerving juggernaut ......

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...And there it comes crashing down all the way to midfield bearing an anchor and a crown and an inscription buried in the ground that reads epitaph of a derailed dream. Thousands pack the soccer stadiu......

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...Ripened blood still sleepless On the staircase of memory Flying with reliable winds Mild embrace of the winds Imprinting the uprooted roots Sculptures now govern all Breath of independence ......

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...The football dream Jesus, the famous trainer for Benefica football club came to me in a dream said: I didn`t stop drinking beer he Would not indorse me to be the club`s next goalkeeper. Afte......

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...Blake was chosen keeper, For careful hands had he Yeats the classic sweeper And Keats at number three Whitman wore the five shirt With Masefield to his right Thus they had a back line......

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