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August 29, 2019

 

 

 

 

 

The Club we’ve supported

since a child at the knee,

of fathers and grand-dads,

who were so thrilled to be

 

taking us to our first game,

complete with scarf and bob hat.

‘Up The Shakers’, they chanted,

and we were hooked after that.

 

A Club to be proud of,

with a pitch like no other –

once likened to the old Wembley,

and Family Stand loved by, each sister & brother.

 

And the best pies in Lancashire,

sold at Half -Time.

Please God, help save the Club –

to lose it, would be a crime.

 

The unfairness, the injustice,

that has brought the Club down,

just after promotion – our big chance,

to win more support in the town.

 

The irony, the sadness,

felt by players, staff and fans,

as a new horizon appeared,

but was snatched from our hands.

 

Not for the first time,

were our highs met by lows,

and resilience tested,

by the cruelest of blows.

 

A heart-breaking situation –

please don’t let our Club die?

and become another statistic,

leaving us high and dry.

 

Another uphill battle,

to now seize control,

doesn’t help our heroes,

who now face the dole.

 

Our support for Bury Football Club,

can’t be in vain .

After the best season in ages,

Dear Lord – please save Gigg Lane.

 

 

written by

Harriet Blackbury.

 

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