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Pen. Ultimate.

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Everything changes
This game of ours
No more rosettes, it’s in-play bets
massive debts
the Anfield Cat, a straying pet
with its own Twitter account on the net

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 No more standing, we have to sit
though when the ball is sweetly hit
we rise as one like a firework lit
jumping around like lunatics

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 One thing never changes –
A fact that cannot be ignored

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 In the game of beauty
The pen is mightier when it’s scored

Notes

A penalty conceded is somehow worse than a goal from open play. And often coincides with going down to ten men.
The only thing worse to see on checking results is o.g. 90

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/pen-ultimate/