The World Cup
The world's abuzz with soccer
Though I couldn't give a hoot.
I wouldn't even have a clue
For which team I should root.
The bars are packed with rousing fans;
I don't begrudge their cheers,
But I prefer a tennis match
To savor with my beers.
I'd also watch the Yankees play
'Cause baseball's what I know,
Though baseball-haters claim the game's
So while the teams do battle
With the World Cup as the prize,
I'll find a book or other show
To occupy my eyes.
Copyright © ilene bauer | Year Posted 2014
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