I’m Liverpool me!
Cut me & I’ll bleed
Beatles & Liverpool.
Kop that!
So why are you
(of all things)
Man. U!
The hated other!
The one’s we love to hate.
Hate...with passion.
The Beatles our only
common ground.
“Football is...”
(as Bill Shankly put it)
“...not a matter of Life & Death! ”
“No...it’s more
important than that! ”
but each night
you let me score
& I let you
put one in.
our love
like an European Cup Final
that neither of us
can lose.
The score forever
6-6
and everything
to play for
the coming
night.
This the only thing we
pool our resources
& in which we are
United.
And later at night if it goes I bet he puts between the posts Great write
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Cute penning! A lovely tale of two teams united forever on a page.... HG: -) xx