World Cup in the Care Home

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 In an old folk’s care home after lunch time
The match is on, the whole world waits with baited breath
Apart from in here.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Old ladies, nodding heads in tall chairs sleeping
The game is tense, the snores are loud and clear
Nobody weeps yet

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 The GOAL, the GOAL one cry is frenzied passion
From carers gathered near to watch the match
This could be it now

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Eight heads shoot up from shock at rude awakening
Not caring that the whole world’s on their edge
“What’s going on here?”

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Then slowly seven heads slump back to dreaming
Except for one who needs to know the score
“Where is my tea?”

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 It’s not time yet, the kitchen isn’t ready.
The head goes back down on to fragile chest
England go out!


I watched England being knocked out of the World Cup by Germany while visiting an old people’s nursing home. This was the reaction.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/world-cup-in-the-care-home/