Pickpocket Palace

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Pickpocket Palace were drawing two-two,
In a match that was bruisingly hard.
The referee, though, didn’t know what to do,
For he just couldn’t find either card.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Then Fingers O’Loughlin stole in from the right,
With the joy of a man on parole,
And he robbed the defender with Faginesque sleight,
And, to no-one’s surprise, nicked a goal.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/pickpocket-palace/