Pre-Season Training

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Six weeks have gone by since the curtains were drawn,
And the League safely tucked up in bed.
The armchair in front of the telly has borne
My burgeoning middle-aged spread.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Two months still to go ‘ere the season wakes up,
But it’s time to get back into training.
Forty odd games ‘twixt the League and the Cup
Are sure to be tiring and draining.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 I need to ensure that my adverbs are toned,
To sharpen the ease of my rhyming,
Selection of style must be carefully honed,
And improve on my imprecise timing.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 These weeks of inertia have foggied my mind,
My metre’s lethargic and shoddy.
It really is time I got off my behind,
And flexed all the words in my body.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 I’ll start off quite gently and stick to the plan,
A few gentle rhymes to get going.
I won’t get annoyed if the lines do not scan,
Just so long as the structure is flowing.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 Develop the rhythm, eliminate doubt,
Start off with a few, rhyming couplets.
Unwieldy at first, like a girl who’s about
To give birth to a set of quintuplets.

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 So when March comes around, I’ll be back into shape,
My verbs full of dynamic tension.
But the long weeks of torture I cannot escape
If I want to remain in contention.

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 I’ll never be up with the Premier League clan,
Like Stuart and Roger McGough,
But with practice, I might be the best that I can
By the time the new season kicks off.



For Dad – can’t believe its 18 years.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/pre-season-training/