No Requiem for the Kopites

[Captain Carrot]

No Requiem for the Kopites

 

The voice of thousands full of song

No battles on the run, no striking out

We moved quick and sudden from our city

The Kopite stood on the terraces with the Road

Anfield singing – on the march –

 

We found new heart with each sweated minute

Cut through feeble chants with our songs

Then waved our banners at the defeated throng

 

So at Stamford Bridge, ore’ the fateful conclave

Terraced Kopites sang, shaking red scarves at plastic

The Bridge blushed, soaked in our unbroken wave

They watched us without voice nor history

As our spirit marched on from the grave

 

Apologies to Seamus Heaney

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