2014 / 2015 World Cup
Jürgen and Jill went up the hill
To fetch a World Cup Title
Jürgen fell down
Without the crown-
There reigned Jill
At the top of the hill. . .
2018 / 2019 World Cup (Gold Cup)
Jürgen didn't qualify to go up the hill
All he could do was waive at Jill
On the same day Jill
Won her second in a row
(US Men's Team lost to Mexico)
Coach Jill Ellis is smart like a fox
Her US Women's National Team rocks!
Categories:
jurgen, football, men, soccer, women,
Form: Rhyme
Jurgen Klopp
must work with essentially the same old shop
invigorate, stir
but, look, it's Arsenal today, Mein Herr!
Categories:
jurgen, beauty,
Form: Clerihew
Happy we pals of battalions from villages born of love
And sweet tender mercies, unlike here entrenched
With the foe. Grey mists on the horizon, silhouetted hove
Of sallow composition; subdued and drenched.
Between us, in 'no man's land' a barren waste
Of limbs stacked high, orchestrating the way
Of death, foreshadowing yet even still the taste
To come, and soon; at the break of day.
Our friends, fathers, uncles and brothers
In arms; cleaving the ground of crimson red
Left on the battle scarred plains, with their mother's
Voices ringing out, as bells that toll the dead.
Then slowly faint whispers are heard amidst the grave
Of brown and grey. "Is that you John!Bill! Fred?"
"Is that you Hans!Jurgen!Emil!"? You the brave
Who fell, still living amongst the dead.
The shroud of death that covers distempered cries
Now lifting as both find their heroes of cause.
And naked transgression remains; signature of lies
And deceit; like whores showing no remorse.
Categories:
jurgen, war,
Form: Rhyme