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Ever the Optimist

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Last night my heart left the table without waiting to be excused
and ran out in search of a place in the Champions’ League.
Scissor-kicking, high-fiving, feinting and jinking,
optimistically to Selhurst, Ronaldinho-transfused.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 The night before last, my heart left the table, without a care,
and ran out in search of Pippa Nixon.
It spun and it polka’d, it swooned, it back-flipped,
gathering moonbeams, and flowers for her hair.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Tonight my heart saw the world in true light,
no Pippa to hold, Europe still in its sights.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/ever-the-optimist/