Football Distraction

Magically, the usually late
Is in front of their school’s gate
Ready to a gentle push give it
Or open fling it.

Now, he is commendably trim,
The hand of the lord strongly upon him,
Miraculously, he tries strides  with his blistered pair,
For many weeks the torment of football games not fair.

Soon, he does a linear to their classroom block,
Where he must a shoddily done homework rework
And with that elude his short-listing
For the cleaning and whitening
Of their schools toilet/bowl
Always looking worse than a dying- minute conceded goal.

But lo! In their classroom stared back at him a shape
That did make his pursed lips gape.
Jesus ! A sadly lost and now found football
Of near FIFA quality and leather...
When last fortune had smiled on him he couldn’t recall
Nor when last he did fondle a cap with a stuck feather.

This, though, now not much of the matter,
As his recuperating feet are about to face the real matter.
In the end, a homework to be speedily reworked
Does with a bit of waiting to be once again worked
And its correctness checked
For solutions that may ‘ve been faked.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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