Best Throttled Poems

And why not?
The Lucky country
Bodyline
Human skittles
Murder Incorporated 
Swing lube 

I sit with friends and 
We put
Together our greatest XI
To face Mars
My father shouts, "That's out!"
And the umpire gives it

My son reads The Beano and is 
Not interested 
In the sixes

The announcer shouts, "Make some noise...

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