Old John is a patron of the local pub
In his younger years a player with the town's football club
Fifty years ago he booted the goal that won the premiership flag
Though of such a feat he is not one to brag
The hair left on his balding head silver gray
And clearly he has known a far better day
Last july his wife of forty six years Linda passed away
Her he does miss more than words could ever say
Their only offspring Kate in her forties married in the U S of A
In distance more than half of a world away
With an eighteen year old daughter and a son of sixteen
It has been a few years since them he has last seen
Old John who drinks at the local is well liked and well known
On his seventy fifth year he lives on his own
Fifty years ago the hero of Grand Final day
But of how great he was you will not hear him say.
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