PELE – R.I.P.
When I was a young boy
Soccer was my game.
I dreamed I would play like Pele;
The whole world would know my name.
I would just be known by a single name
And I’d always wear number ten.
I’d win the World Cup Final,
Again and again and again
The crowds would all adore me,
I’d bask in adulation.
The name on everybody’s lips;
The darling of the nation.
But of course it was only a pipe dream.
I could never really compete.
For I was born right-footed
And I’m blessed with two left feet
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pele, sports,
Form: Rhyme
Ronaldo, messi are nice
but Pele had no price
always made more than one goal
with him in field no zero for sure
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pele, allegory, allusion, analogy, appreciation,
Form: Clerihew
Pele wins World Cup at seventeen.
Letting proud Brazilians cheer and preen.
Scored six goals in victory
National Treasure we all see
He’s the best soccer player ever seen.
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pele, sports,
Form: Limerick
Haiku #12, 076.............................................................Pele
Mem'ries by the sea
In Corozal Town, Belize
Sweet post twilight breeze.
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pele,
Form: Haiku