Scrummage Poems - Poems about Scrummage

...If nobody knew the meaning of ball, Air in a bladder of skin, If nobody knew the sound on the ground, The turn or the lift or the spin, Then people wouldn't walk the green back and forth, Wou......

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...A scrimmage A scrummage A squeamage A dirvage A political tryst Dividing up sides Slapping too easy Assault rifles on The reds The blues The greens The yellows A scrimmage A scrumm......

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...the smell of the leather the fizz of the seam thump into the gloves its seems like a dream the smell of the ralgex the wince in the hit strain of the scrummage that I had to quit the smel......

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...Having succumbed to suicidal insouciance, From which mellifluous melted words dripped, She fought the nemesis of the inner annoyance, Who beleaguered her with languishing lips. The lithe lips......

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