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Richie Wellens Poem

By WellensInYourHeadYesterday 23:27Yesterday at 23:27:43

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here's a poem about Richie:

From the touchline glare to the post-match thread,
There’s one man living rent-free in their head.
Every chant that echoes, every shout that bends,
Seems to circle back to Richie Wellens.
A raised eyebrow, a smirk on the side,
And the Borough faithful seethe with pride.
Yet win or lose, it all pretends—
They’re talking again of Richie Wellens.
In pubs, on trains, the message boards,
His name returns in waves and hordes.
For some it’s rage, for some it’s fun,
But in their minds—he’s never gone. - ChatGPT

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