A Football By Any Other Name
¶ 1
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“Nor tripped neither, you base football player…”
King Lear, Act 1, Scene 4
¶ 2
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What fool you? That you wouldst trip me
as I was about to score: Bard 1 Thine 0;
¶ 3
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thou were sent packing, one red card won.
I picked myself up, plucked a blade of grass
¶ 4
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from mine eye, placed the spot kick, squinted
at thine goalie, ran up, skied it over the bar!
¶ 5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Christopher T. George
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