Dylanesque
¶ 1
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Well acquainted
with my own desires
I seek out a ball
¶ 2
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Knowing me as I do
pride, will undoubtedly
take a fall
¶ 3
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But that’s not to say
that I am
too introspective
¶ 4
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For I review – but eschew
the game
that bore us Bective
¶ 5
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Or Rosslyn Park
or Harlequins – as better known
to pure London folk
¶ 6
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For long it is
since I have departed
the Big Smoke
¶ 7
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And I write not
of the hurly burly
attributed to Hurling
¶ 8
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Nor of the impassioned play
of the gallant Gaelic
now unfurling
¶ 9
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No, for well acquainted
with my own desires –
I relate … everything
¶ 10
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Stories read, news imbued
journeys jeeped, quotes misconstrued
to the joy, that only the Beautiful Game, can bring
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