Wednesday 18 December 2013

The Game

 On most Saturdays,
All over the land.
Thousands of people,
Will sit down or stand,
For almost two hours
Watching men chase a ball,
Football or Rugby,
It’s simply their call.

Travel hundreds of miles,
Following their team.
Whoever they support
They all have one dream.
Gaining promotion and going up,
Winning a trophy, the league or the cup.

But if their team is beaten,
No doubt you will find,
The linesman was biased, the referee blind.
Whatever their watching,
It’s always the same,
Calm down you people,
It’s only a game

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