1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 The full back went in,
And his boot met a shin,
And the winger crashed into the clover.
The crowd started howling,
And cursing and scowling
As the referee came running over.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 “Sorry, ref,” said the back.
“I deserve all the flak.
I accept I went in very hard.
Please don’t book me, I pray,
It’s my birthday today.”
So the referee gave him a card.

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