When I smell the sea
It reminds me so eagerly
Of Port Adelaide and how it's made
Those great football deeds and escapades
Of our passionate crowd
Singing out so loud and proud
And our names like Williams, Wanganeen and Boak
And that September day when we beat the choke
So don't lower your head and despair
Because we will get there
We will have new heroes who will amaze
And whose names live on for all our days.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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