Bridal Wave

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 I never buy her flowers
Unless you count a City rosette
I never buy her chocolate
‘Cos the soups a better bet

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 She wants moonlight and music
She gets floodlights and obscene chants
I want goalmouth action
Followed by a bevy and game of darts

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 But recently we got wed
The day went without a glitch
She became Mrs Football Mad
We were married on the pitch



Who says romance is dead. Many blokes are happy to get married – any Saturday in June-July (summer tournaments permitting). Nearly safe for another season, lads…

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/bridal-wave/