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World Cup South Africa 2010

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 The globe rests in the palm of his hand,
bigger than you think and smoother,
no ill-fitting continents, all crust.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 He isn’t Atlas, he’s a boy, black
but could be any colour and a girl at that.
A benign globe his right arm is exactly

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 parallel as if he should be holding
a second, spare sphere, he looks about
to speak, but it speaks for itself.

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Notes

Great poem Ralph..hope all’s well with you..
our regards to City Mancini -Sheffield..United..Wednesday..Thursday et al…remember when we were the rich club?
Crispin

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/world-cup-south-africa-2010/