Funny old game

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Ha ha hah,
you’re so funny,
you make me laugh,
with your funny crosses,
and amusing dribbles,
in your own half.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Hah hahh ha,
You make me cry,
I’m in stiches,
with your Z row shots,
hilarious headers,
aided by your lovely locks.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Heheh he he,
You made me pee,
rolling on the floor,
with your silly freekicks,
up and over,
and a useless bag of tricks.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 huh ha hum ha ahaha,
I’ve stopped,
did I really pay for this?
for his clk kompressor mercedes,
part payment at least,
and specifically the creme leather heated seats.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 And here I am sitting on cold plastic,
drenched and soaked,
sad to see us lose,
feels like a joke.
drained and spent,
feeling like something’s broke,
amongst the sad sad faces,
on the bus back home.


Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/funny-old-game/