Viai Ovali Pila
With thanks to Henry Newbolt for inspiration. And maybe also the England Rugby team...
THERE'S a breathless hush in the ground all right
Two points down and a kick to make
A cross field breeze and the sunshine bright
A minute left and the game to take
And its not for the sake of still being picked
Or the selfish hope of newspapers' fame
But the Welshmen's despair as the ball is kicked
Its Up! Its over! We win THIS game!
Copyright © The Didds | Year Posted 2015
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