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up for the cup

carl james dickinson

Sunday, May 28th, 2006

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 fly out to Germany, the nation waits,
the fans flood through the turnstile gates,
England line up, with no Rooney or Owen,
in the fans eyes, the nerves are showing,
the whistle blows, we are under way,
is this the time, is this England’s day,
Neville gets the ball down the right of the field,
passes to Crouch, he provides the perfect shield,
he holds up the play and waits for Walcott’s run,
this lad has pace, like a bullet from a gun,
the perfect ball, it lands straight at his feet,
1-0 to England, it’s lookin like we can’t be beat,
injury time and England still ahead,
the St Georges cross flying white and red,
it’s all over injury time is up,
what a performace, England are up for the cup.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/up-for-the-cup-4/