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Abc Football Poems | Abc Poems About Football

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Will the crowd cheer

Will the crowd cheer.
When i was little i just wanted to play football.
The kids in the neighborhood told me I was to small.
I dream of running on to the field and hearing the crowd cheer.
As I grew older, they said I wasn't strong enough to be played ball.
I ran fast but was not capable of keep them off.
The day came when I joined a college team.
I was to play and I knew my dream was there.
When I heard the crowd cheer.
As I got to the pro years.
I wanted once more with that question of mine.
Will the crowd cheer for me #12

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oh the final day of fifa came 
rosebells swings the glooming day 

seemers enter the garden with  great cheers 
thinking in future whose the winner 

headlights open up the lights .
getting started to prepare for the closing ceremony 

when the game started .
their up the watchers had their cheers

teams up with great preparation for there final moment 
playing with joy and energy 

trying to know who will shine this night 
infront of million eyes 

one night saw the world unit 
for the fight 

in front of million eyes 

but the goalless game went more in pressure 
alas when the team came up with a heart beating goal 

the seemers seem more happy 
their life lit up with joy 

and the players seemed very very excited that they are surely the winners 

and so on they were 
but the opponent team keeps them up and will try for the next  time 

and so on the final day of world cup was lit with brightness to the winners

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Dream of Maracana

Again the drums of samba
Playing in Maracana stadium
The dream is again in Maracana
As the flags golden Shine
With the sun
at the green in the field
Look this wren in the fly

Garrnicha is the dream

Embraced the blue of the of ocean
He drunk the beams of the sun
Rio is the dream
Dream and the passion of the ocean
In a little wren

Look the wren in the fly
Garrnicha is the dream

See the field is waiting
to make the dream
true and real
So fly Naymo wren
the new Garrincha high