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Aftab and I

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 On warm Friday night
Sat in front of the telly,
To witness Middlesbrough’s
First game in the Championship,
Wearing old Boro shirts
– for luck.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 With two glasses and bottle of coke
By our side,
Aftab and I
Eagerly waited for the kick off.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Five minutes,
Ten minutes,
Fifteen! Twenty!
Surely Boro must create
Some chances.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Thank Allah,
Aftab has been spared
The torture
– He’s fallen asleep,
But I’m not so lucky.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 At half time 0 – 0,
60 minutes,
70 minutes
No goal and the match progressed
Lesser the danger of Boro
Troubling the opposition’s goal keeper.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 Something stronger,
But even the Cherryade
Was no help.

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 0 – 0 at the end of the match
We have a point,
Reality bites
– and it hurts!
Like last season,
We have no STRIKER.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/aftab-and-i/