Leaving Five Minutes Before the Game is Over
¶ 1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 to avoid the ‘crowds’ at Plainmoor is a misnomer.
¶ 2
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It’s like
reading a whodunit and tearing out the final page;
going to a play but not watching the ending on stage;
going out to dine and not finishing your meal;
going to the pictures but not stopping for the second reel;
going to a concert and not waiting for the encore;
or missing United’s ninetieth minute score.
¶ 3
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It’s like leaving the celebration before
the bride says I do;
the baby cries boohoo;
the graduates throw their caps;
the Torquay crowd claps.
¶ 4
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It’s like
not eating every Rolo in the tube;
but most of all, it’s downright rude.
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