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green fingers : stemming the tide of tortuous tat

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 they’re springing up everywhere
this growing band of football poets
from flower power, to budding youth
from the withering, to the know wits

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 like pigs in muck
quills playfully toil
nurturing such special words
shooting up through the soil

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 by taking an axe to the axioms
and clipping at the clichés
let’s hope we can cut out
all the ‘end of the days’

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 yet all the while
we’re debunking modern isms
glorifying this sport of ours
with such bounteous rhythms

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 so let coaches cultivate
the life blood of the game
whilst we bards, happily prune away
the posturing of fame!

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Notes

inspired by the recent proliferation of new poets and their excellent contributions
plus, spring is in the air and the garden demands attention!

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/green-fingers-stemming-the-tide-of-tortuous-tat/