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Blow

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 its never over…
until the final minute
you are in it

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 its never over
until the last second
has beckoned

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 its not the end
until the final score
and the crowds roar

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 its not the end
you’re winning and
the game feels slow
come on ref!
where’s the whistle?
Blow !!

Notes

When we’ve been winning I’ve nearly wet myself anticipating that final whistle

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/blow/