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A Game of Football

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Not far from Grange road
there is a park and a field
where they play Sunday league
all proper and skilled

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 We went for a stroll
me and my Gran
just around the corner
with mothers and prams

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Whilst watching the teams
I blew my tin whistle
the players stopped dead
annoyed and puzzled

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 The referee in black
furious and wild
screaming “you bugger
where is that child”

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 I tried to look innocent
but ready for a maul
Then Gran said ever so calmly
“Pick on someone your own size
after all, its only a game of football”

Notes

This is an autobiographical poem from my childhood in the North West of England. The action took place around about 1965 when I was staying with my Gran in Bury Lancashire


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Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/a-game-of-football/