Pat Dring Poet Rhyme

Judd Trump

JUDD TRUMP

I don’t think snooker will ever be the same.
Now that Judd Trump is playing the game. 
Fast and furious is he.
No time to even make a cup of tea.
Seventeen days ago we had not heard of him.
Tonight we thought he was going to win.
He kept us on the edge of our seat.
Thought he was going to be impossible to beat. 
But then John Higgings had it in the bag.
He won the game for his Dad.

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Carol Sunshine Brown May 3, 2011 at 4:51 AM I enjoyed reading your wonderful poetry this morning Pat. I will be back again soon to read more. May the sun shine down on you and bring great joy to your life now and always. Love, Carol