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 Inordinately slow. 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.