Football Passion
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Recalling the brightest sunny days
Of April, after the close of haze
Of Winter leading gorgeous months of Spring,
Leaving melodies of jingle ring,
¶ 2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 When I was at High School!!
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Day passed away in reading books,
Imagining her in clear brooks,
Of ideas, of love and fear,
How would her departure this soul bear?
¶ 4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 When I was at High School!
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Oh could not forget Football hours,
When I played in ground, she poured,
Drops of support from her deeps eyes,
I always won in hue and cry!
¶ 6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 When I was at High School!
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She loved football, she love the game,
Her passion gave me highest fame,
Winning her hand was but my aim,
Winning football was winning the Dame!
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May she live long and watch the world,
The rising contests and flags unfurled;
The World Cup, Peelo, Zedan,
All new old and new thrilling men,
¶ 9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 When I was at High School!!!
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