Peaceful Football

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 The joy
The fear,
From the boy
Draws near.
We need to score
And find the net,
One or four
I’ll win the bet.
The excitement builds
We claim the fame,
My pride is filled
Of our wonderful game.
We cannot win still
But we share the field,
We have the will
Our fate is sealed.
A new beginning
The end is neigh,
The crowd does sing
As we bid our friends goodbye.

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