Stephen Pennell Poet Free verse

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Three Lions

The footballs on the tele. 
The stars ain't in the sky.
They are kicking bags of wind about
Faking injury's all the time.
The wages make your eyes water 
The antics make you cry.
Oh the footballs on the tele. 
And I'm drinking beer and wine. 
The pizza in the oven 
The crisps are in bowl 
The wifes been sent to her mothers 
The kids to scouts and guides. 
Now if only England could win a game
The world cup would be complete 
but I'm not holding my breath.
As we have a bunch of overpaid fairies who wear 3 lions on their chest

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Roy Pett June 16, 2018 at 4:39 PM Great poem Stephen, I understand and agree with the sentiments within your write, but I still want England to do well. :))