The Jerk

I once had a boss with a twitch -
his head wasn't still for a sec
and jerked to the left all the time
(a wonder it stayed on his neck).
The guy was a terrible bore
and wasn't the nicest I've met,
but 'footie' was when he was great -
he'd head all the balls in the net.

* based on a real person (but no idea if he really played football)
written 13th October for Nina's Twitch contest
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Callus Avatar
December 1, 2020 at 11:09 AM
Ha ha ... I can picture that fellow, especially on the pitch, Jack :) ~ Regards // paul
Faulkner Avatar
November 1, 2019 at 3:25 PM
A jerk in every sense of the word! Amusing read, congratulations on your placement in the contest, Jack!
Watson Avatar
November 1, 2019 at 8:23 AM
I’m on a long train journey up to Scotland, Jack and thank you for this light relief! Congratulations on your great win.
Wolf Avatar
October 30, 2019 at 9:35 PM
Cute and clever, Jack! Good luck in Nina's contest! Smiles, Gershon
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