Poetry In The Stadium
¶ 1
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SMELL
When you walk into the ground
You can smell the atmosphere
You can smell the flipping mud
You can smell the sugar out of the tea.
¶ 2
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SEE
I can see Redknapp shouting and
The players running
The referee giving yellow cards.
¶ 3
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SOUND
I can hear forever blowing bubbles
I can hear the post going clonk
I can hear players shouting at each other.
¶ 4
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TOUCH
I can touch the tension
I can feel the wind
I can feel the hurting in Di Canio.
¶ 5
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TASTE
I can taste the ketchup and the onions in the hotdogs
I can taste the hot tea bought from the café
I can taste the cold can of coke bought from the man in the corridor
I can taste the rain on my tongue that goes down my mouth or on the ground.
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