This Thing Of Ours!

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 This thing of ours
Adulation, love
Call it what you will
It can make you
Drive to nowhere
Even when your ill

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 The rain pours down
A slushy ground
These will not deter
From making sacred pilgramge
To fallowed fields of war

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 The icing on the cake my love
When the elements have left you sodden
When the boys come out of that tunnel
On to hallowed pitch
Then and only then my love
How you feels forgotten!!!

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 peace.


Father Thames itself runs through my viens (London)
As doth sweet Anna Lee(Cork)
To be connected to two great cities
Is all I’ll ever need.



Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/this-thing-of-ours/