World Cup Up
¶ 1
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Players’ garments perspiration drank
to the applause of a crowd’s roar;
at the stadium were bodies dank
winning and losing alike entering door.
¶ 2
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As the cock crow’s the marching band’s rock
bestows an hour’s glory of victory in tower;
having practiced many hands passing a clock
being rewarded for determination with a flower shower.
¶ 3
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The ball in the goal enters still
as the sweet scent of glory fills the air;
the trophy’s awarded to those champions who will
triumph adversities in fate to dare.
¶ 4
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Many tournaments came
in imminent unachieving fear;
encouraged & motivated by a World Cup game
as heroes in the making are now where once men were.
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