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Kick And Run

Trent Morris

Monday, June 23rd, 2014

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Coach wants us to take Route One.
Kick and run. Kick and run.
Not so pretty but too much fun.
Kick and run. Kick and run.
Other teams make far more passes.
Still, it seems we teach them classes.
They’re outdone by kick and run.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Send the ball into the sun.
Kick and run. Kick and run.
Keep their backs under the gun.
Kick and run. Kick and run.
Try your style and keep possession,
while we smile and teach a lesson.
What we’ve won. Kick and run.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Boot it, boot it, boot it, boot it, boot it.
Shoot it, shoot it, shoot it, shoot it, shoot it.
Should we try to play like Spain?
In our street clothes? On a plane?
Kick and run. Kick and run.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Everyone thinks we’re the Hun.
Kick and run. Kick and run.
Every touch is hit a ton.
Kick and run. Kick and run.
Silencing the football purists.
We’ll keep playing. They’ll be tourists.
Keep it young. Kick and run.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 We’ll get three points. They’ll get none.
Kick and run. Kick and run.
Turning tables pundits spun.
Kick and run. Kick and run.
Listen. They don’t make a sound.
We’re advancing. Second round.
How we stun. Kick and run.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 Boot it, boot it, boot it, boot it, boot it.
Shoot it, shoot it, shoot it, shoot it, shoot it.

© Trent Morris 2014

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/kick-and-run/