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Mind Games.

kevin raymond

Wednesday, March 10th, 2021

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Twenty minutes in
Sweet F.A happening
Their goal seemed unattainable at best?
Passing sideways, if not back
We couldn’t muster an attack
Till a mustard stroke put all a that to rest…

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Diminutive figure leaves the bench,
“Ay, ay what’s all this then?”,
Purr’s I between sweet sips of Yorkshire Tea?
The simple act of warming-up a sub
Caused startled cherubs on the mud
To quickly get their derrieres’, in gear a.s.a.p.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 A deflection, then a pen
Our mojo back again
I could hear our Thomy, pleading on the night,
“Oi Timo, you know that white rectangle is a goal?
Oh, und just confirm when you’ve a mo,
You’ve sussed out which is left und what is right?”

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Absolutely flying at the finish
We might have won by five or six
If fortune deemed the cards should fall our way?
Hakim Ziyech didn’t grace the field that day
Yet from the touch-line tis fair to say…
He played his part, although he didn’t actually play!

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0  

Notes

Another canny master stroke,
By this likeable German bloke
Marina deemed as fit to lead our troops?
Timo Werner, so I’ve heard,
Although this may sound absurd
Recently had L und R…stencilled on his boots?

 

Peace.

Stay sage, come what may, raise both hands, grasp the day.

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Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/mind-games-2/