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Hit On the Head

Me heads been hit many a time in me life,
I've had staples and stitches what am I like?

I've been hit hard by fists, feet and balls,
as a goalie dived into posts and floors.

In a minute one of me rhymes don't fit, 
bare in mind this head of mine's been hit.

Playing football once, knocked out after headbutting the floor,
when fists knock me down, I get up, get hit some more.

I do not want to gloat, brag or boast,
about times I dived into the goalpost.

Though me heads been hit many a time,
I'm a kangaroo allergic to lime.

However, the thing about goalkeepers that aint no fun,
is when you knock yourself out you stay on the pitch cus you're the only bloody one.

Those last lines don't fit,
it's cus me heads been hit,
but i'll write about that another wine please.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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June 12, 2019 at 12:13 AM
A fun, yet painful write, my friend. Be careful, Nick! This cannot keep going on.
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June 12, 2019 at 6:44 AM
lol I stay in these days out fear ha ha Thanks Caren
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