Acrostic poem about football 22
¶ 1
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Feet kick the ball,
Out in the fresh air,
On the field is the best.
The ball always scores,
Best of all it scores the winning goal.
After that the crowd cheers,
Lots of noise from the crowd,
Last of all the whistle blows.
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