The Redemption of Dean

Workington, Workington. The trumpet sounds the book is open.

Ronaldo, flair eternal. Gold's divine, yet controversy stained your time.

You lost your band, but you won it back. The fire in

you keeps the world on track. You may stand redeemed. Dr.

Curry, born on the boat. 13 brothers at your side,

hired for £10 and a munchie box. You assist with grace,

but vanity clouds your pride. Still your service cannot be denied. Step forward.

Gas grumble, hands stretch high. Yet the ball soared by, you wept in