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i am 23 love spendin time wiv friends,look 4ward 2 every wkd as i love goin out n havin a ball. just started an access course 4 nursing i am enjoyin it so far, not lookin 4 anyfin serious on ere just dates an mates so if ya fancy a chat msg me x x x
Here's a poem written by Rhys' dad Stephen Jones...
Now God wanted a football match
And to play it up in heaven
But first he needed players
And select his first eleven.
Georgie Best, big Brian Labone
The legend Dixie Dean
Alan Ball and Bobby Moore
All made it in the team.
He needed one more player
Someone who would be quick
From up above he looked down
And saw Rhys there in his kit.
So Rhys was taken up above
God took him by the hand
To play the game he loved so much
Where sponsorship is banned.
There is no cheating either as
God is the referee
There are no mega wages
And the transfers they are free.
The games are live on telly
You don't have to subscribe
The players all stay on their feet
Cos no one takes a dive.
So Rhys plays now so happily
To the angels in the crowd
And every time he hits the net
They roar his name so loud.
Have fun my little blue boy
You're safe and in God's care
Till it's time for me to get my boots
And join with you up there.
R.I.P Little Blue Nose x x
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