They Think Its All Over...
I got his love
Now I run with it
Defenders are at my door
I bring out all my moves
To trick them and dodge
Hoping to score once more
One tackle too late
In the game
I know I could lose it all
So its time to adapt
Do I play it wide to be safe
Or do I take that fall
At least the fall
Would give me time
A penalty kick could save me grace
But if I take the foul
I could be on my way to the bench
Someone else will take my place
So I pat my brow
Vow to battle on
Kick the ball out of view
I run past the defenders
Just to gain a cross
I strike, I score
I get you.....!!!
Copyright © Jo Hayton | Year Posted 2009
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