Happy Birthday, Melissa Lawley!

 Speed, flair, and fearless creativity —

you light up the pitch every time you play.

From Birmingham to Manchester, from City to Liverpool,
your journey shows that passion and perseverance
always find a way forward.

Wishing you a birthday as bright and full of energy
as your runs down the wing.
Keep inspiring with every step, every move, every dream.



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