Footy Poems - Poems about Footy

...In the heart of Melbourne's bustling streets, Lies a club where every footy fan meets. Black and white, their colors fly, A magpie's pride, soaring high. Collingwood, oh Collingwood, Where dre......Read the rest...

...To me, a Man-child is an adult male who acts like a child: immature, lazy, unkempt, idiotic, silly, annoying etc. Usually it is someone you either work with or live with. This poem is a nod to the po......Read the rest...

...When my family went camping on the farm, we were blown away by its rural charm. Beautiful views of rolling hills and pastures green, It was a sight that just had to be seen. We pitched our tent......Read the rest...

...July July saw the end of school, the kids were winding down, We spent our holidays abroad, plenty of drinks gratis I did down. We had some time on the beach, in the warm golden sand, Making the m......Read the rest...

...Our queen rules another realm, I believe, From here to Eternity, we grieve, Melbourne, Victoria, has its priorities, We'll have a four-day weekend, you see, Pomp of royalty, footy final at the MC......Read the rest...

...today for the first time in a long time i missed him, i missed the man who’s picture i have folded neatly in a brown cardboard box tucked underneath my bed, i missed the man who used to promise m......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...It’s great living in a country town that still can offer peace, when I come home from a stressful day to finally release all the tension from a hectic job, that near leaves me in a heap, and knowi......Read the rest...

...The ball is bounced high Both ruckmen prepare their flight Now all are watching......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...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. ......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...It seems so quiet here since you went. The dog's more settled, the cat's more content. My friends seem to visit much more than before and I can visit the pub without starting a war Now the dust......Read the rest...

...Oh to be eighteen again Just for a week No more morning pain No more feeling weak All the fun I could have Party into the early hours Play footy with the lads Buy a sweetheart flowers Oh......Read the rest...

...Weekdays I toiled in honest sweat; weekends were for the blokes down at the pub or at the footy, hearing tales and telling jokes. Forget about the wife at home; her nagging only causes trouble. Bu......Read the rest...