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Vice Versa.

HUGH MORRIS

Friday, December 26th, 2003

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 My name it is-a Mario
An’ I’m Italiano,
I watch-a all the football games
From Roma to Milano,
I also visit prostitutes,
For better or for worse-a,
And write-a poetry ’bout-a them,
It’s-a called-a vice versa…

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 When my team play Napoli
It’s-a really not so funny,
I put a bet upon the game
An’ lose-a all my money,
So then I write-a couple-a lines
About the gambling curse-a,
I bet-a that my poetry
Is-a called-a vice versa…

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 When I go travelling with my team
To watch them play Torino,
I get-a drunk and fall-a down
From drinking too much vino,
I wake-a in the hospital
And wink-a at the nurse-a,
Then I write another rhyme,
It’s-a called-a vice versa…

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 If my team win Serie A
I drink champagne and cheer,
And chase-a all the women round
Shouting “Mamma Mia !”
Should my heart attack-a me
And put me in the hearse-a,
The choir in the chapel
Will-a sing-a vice versa….

© Llew Beaton 26 December 2003.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/vice-versa/