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Tenterhooks

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Living on tenterhooks can’t be good
A waiting game is understood
There’s no end to the anxiety
Must be the enforced sobriety

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 My daughter peeps in through the door
“Daddy, bad news, Waterford scored”
Another Deise aerial threat
This time it landed in our net.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Apprehension puts me on the verge
Come on baby, please emerge
The waiting breeds the fretfulness
When all we want is some progress

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 The Beast for now doth ease my wrath
As I put my princess in the bath
Comhscór taken, no hesitation
All adding to my trepidation

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 You just can’t help but be concerned
My stomachs never been as churned
Remembering that wise old line
The second always takes its time

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 Replay set, we still sit tight
Where will I be on Tuesday night?
In the Shed unleashing scorn?
Or CUH, my child being born?

Notes

Last Saturdays Cup Quarter Final in Waterford coincided with the due date of my second child. And for the record, we won the replay 4-0 and I was in the Shed, in fact here we are 5 days later and still no sign, come on kid, get a move on.
Comhscór = Gaelic for a draw


Editor’s note :

Deise : Gaelic nickname for Couny Waterford

Darren : good luck with the impending birth, hope all goes well.

Clik

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/tenterhooks/