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I Love ye Scowsers!
Joy so swiftly’s turned to sadness, now,
what heavy hearts for Liverpool, these days.
Along the Strand I’ve walked with dad,
he loved it there, up Water Street,
pints in pubs, their voices music to our ears,
real wit and wisdom, working folks’ true class:
they’ll never walk alone, those hearts of gold.
Thursday 29th May 2025 8:55 am
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