1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 I saw a football the day i started school ,
it was squashed flat not like a ball at all,
i picked it up and put it in my bag ,
but when i got home from school i ended up quite sad ,
someone had took my ball,
yes that was all ,
but it was mine ,
my lovely football quite divine,
i told my mum she did’nt care ,
i did’nt tell my dad he’d just swear,
“that stupid schools got gits for kids i really realy hate it !”
i went to bed quite sad that night,
and with my pillow i had a fight,
i really really was upset ,
it really was so hard to forget,
but never mind it’s my birthday soon,
if i get a football i’ll be over the moon!


this poem is not true

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/footballs/