Football Is a Grand Old Sport

Football is a grand old sport
  So much fun to play
It's easy to escape injury
  If your opponent you outweigh

My favorite part's those bone-crushing hits
  That make your head and ears just ring
You'll heal up in 'concussion protocol'
  With a few injections from a syringe

'Course, if you value your cartilage
  You may want to reconsider once or twice
Unless you truly don't take umbrage
  When both your knees the surgeons splice

Then there's ankles, ribs and shoulders
  And all your other parts
Which when they break are nothing
  Compared to a mother's broken heart
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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December 22, 2020 at 3:22 AM
Correct in every aspect of your deductions, GW. I gasp when a hit is made with such force that it can be heard, and I wonder, "How can these men give up their body to such horrific blows?" I guess it's a 'guy' thing.
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December 22, 2020 at 3:21 AM
Haha. love you poems. a different take in the game. so visual. the last line a killer. well done.
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