The Haemoglobin Cup

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Just beneath one knobbly knee,
The blood cell match took place.
The red cells scented victory,
But were cautious, just in case.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 The white blood cells were starved of air,
For healthy, they were not.
But what was even more unfair,
The ref was a great big clot.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 The red cells won by two to nil,
With goals from Jones and Gregg,
But the white cells said, “We can win this still,
When we meet in the second leg.”

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/the-haemoglobin-cup/