The Marque of Sorrow.

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 The Portuguese seemed rather lax
Especially at the back
Up against the charismatic German’s ranks
While the fluky early goal they scored
Via a whining Nani from these shores
Didn’t incite signs of panic in the Yanks.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 A black eyed Dempsey led the line
For the team of stars and stripes
Whose flags were pretty evident in the stadium
Whilst the uber mensch in charge
Gave his side a more than fighting chance
By being methodical in their pre-match preparations.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 I actually thought da dude Ron Ron
Was bang in trouble early on
As he seemed to kind of up and disappear
Though his barber late night
Confirmed his client was alright
As:”During a break I dyed that ‘Z’ so it was clearer”

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 The excellent Yankees equalised
With Jones’s Messi kinda of drive
When the Portuguese defence were really struggling
Then a seemingly Dempsey knock out blow
Had da dude Ron Ron (coiffured as Zoro)
Thinking it was time to the throw the towel in.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 But it’s never over till the end of play
Or the portly lady serenades
As the pundits on the telly often say
When da dude Ron Ron slung that cross in
For that Varela fella to head past Tim
I felt gutted for the good old USA.



Come On America. A wonderful game. I bought a new tee shirt with stars and stripes on a little pocket on the front of it, on Saturday without thinking. So walking along The King’s Road, last night before the game.”People in the street kept shouting out Good Luck for later on” I just smiled back, wondering what they were on about? Doh.

Stay well, be lucky and keep smiling.



Stay well, be lucky and keep smiling.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/the-marque-of-sorrow/