The Loon’s a Balloon
¶ 1
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What if the ball
was ballooned,
coming off
a Keane penalty
that he skied—
hitting twenty parrots?
¶ 2
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and if the poor
sick parrots
got hold of it,
if it took them
over the moon,
why
they’d go up higher
¶ 3
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than stands
and terraces
and floodlights:
go sailing
away and away
¶ 4
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into a Keane
city in the Sky
which nobody
wants to visit,
¶ 5
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where always it’s *bling*
and everyone’s a pundit
and clichés write themselves.
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