Best Footy Poems

...There’s nothing like a sat’dy when the dews still on the ground,
and I can take me young bloke where they kick a ball around.
To see the highs and lows of me kid who does his best,
and barrack til......

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...My body tenses.
The soft padding of footy pajamas
approach
tiny fingers grip my eyelid
lift it....
Bright eyes gaze into
the freshly opened eye.
A voice shouts....DA!!!
The other eye opens.
......

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...Once again it’s Saturday; the day when footy reigns supreme.
The Dogs are up against the Cats, the premier favoured team,
but I’ve got no doubts the mighty Dogs will surely cope with that.
I could......

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...I learnt a lesson well today on how good hygiene works,
and how sometimes it doesn’t pay, to gain professional perks.
It was Mick the barber’s little lurk that put up this dreadful case …
I’ll nev......

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...In little towns the big events are locally presented,
and every family in the town is usually represented.
Shopkeepers shut their doors when a pioneer curls his toes,
and if someone’s up to mischi......

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...I was a city born and city bred young fellow,
whose shoes had mostly only touched concrete and tar.
Oh yes I had seen grass, but out on a footy ground
and my entertainment was drinking at a nightc......

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...Ted Cogger is our local butcher and he’s been here seven years;
full forward for the footy team and drinks a nightly seven beers.
He played one season for the cricket club, but he was just a slugge......

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...ODE TO THE AFL!!!  (Melbourne, Australia, a unique whimsy)

Are footy fanatics,
Total raving lunatics? 
The flag's in the bag!
We've got some lively lads,
Best we've ever had!
Peter Pans on po......

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...By Robert (Bob) Moore (©2015)

The gun shearer has gone now, like many other things
the shearing sheds are empty, and wools no longer king
gone now like the drover, and the brumbie on the plains
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...LEAVING BOYHOOD BEHIND


White shirt 'n' school tie to blue-collar, dress-code is changing with age
From schooldays to pay-days, from homework to hard work 
School bells and game playing to work......

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...I don’t get it. They confuse me. The psych of a woman. 
Her needs, her wants, her desire.
One day she’s happy, content and in bliss. 
Then the next, she’s a blazing wild fire.

My questions: Cho......

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...In days of yore when I was four, in my memory I'm sure
 there was nothing that you could buy called low fat
you got meat from a cow, and pork from a sow,
pound of lamb from NZ and that was that.
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...My eyes groaned , morning arrived, I realized,
Then a moment of dire shook my entire stiff body.
Did that night really happen? Did that happen to me? 
Was that a “gift” from my uncle Toddy?

I w......

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...The pies are hot
The beer is cold
It must be Saturday afternoon.

Tomato sauce
Spills down my front
Both teams to show up soon.

The pom pom girls
The footy teams
In uniforms the same

Anticipation 
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...I love you, you’re hot, you do it for me, 
You’re perfect on the inside,
All warm and soft and deliciously round, 
Your belt has sort of been pied,

And you come to the footy, and also the pub, ......

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