Poem -

Football Players

We are the elite ; never been beat,

train every day, even at night

too right,

we are up to it ; totally fit.

Wear torches on our heads

while sissy’s are in their beds,

race around the park

in the dark.

There was a little incident I’ll admit,

Pete’s light went out, he hit a tree,

got back up,

slight laceration to his knee.

Grand finale is up,

guess who will come home

with the cup ?

It is a forgone conclusion,

other team plays with an illusion,

they might win ; what a laugh,

we could beat them if half,

our team stayed home,

and in that opinion ; I’m not alone.

We have been waiting

now for the opposition to arrive,

at the oval, seems everybody is late,

what’s up mate ?

Shucks ; just found out,

turned up at the wrong venue,

we have forfeited the lot,

premiership ; now what have we got ?

disgraced,

yet we were so clever,

may never play stupid football ever ; never,

again.  (pause)………..mummy !

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