The Cost of England’s Exit

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 If you earn your living selling blow-up Spitfires,
If you own a retail outlet or a pub,
And were counting on a football feelgood factor
To set your till a-ringing for a month,
Then most likely you’ll be feeling somewhat cheesed off
At England’s early exit from the Cup.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 If you coughed up thirty grand to record a stirring song
That you hoped would be the soundtrack to an England Siegeszug,
Now you’re slightly out of pocket, it’s no wonder if you gripe
That Rooney and his team-mates failed to live up to the hype.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 But me? Oh, I’m alright, can afford a little gloat, ‘cos:
I don’t flog blow-up fighter-planes or meat for barbecues.
My income doesn’t fluctuate in step with sales of booze.
I wrote no World Cup Anthem, and my poems are for fun,
My aim ain’t to make money, no, I only write for love.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 I’d not have earned a penny had Roy’s Boys won the Cup.
I haven’t lost a farthing since they failed to make the cut!

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 29/6/14
Denys E. W. Jones



Inspired by an article in The Observer (22/6/14) entitled Footballers are coming home: business counts the cost of England’s early exit.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/the-cost-of-englands-exit/