Best Poems About / On FOOTBALL
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This Is The Football Season
This is the football Season it is that time of year
When men in the pub talk football as they enjoy their beer
And look forward to September when one club will fly the winner's flag
The team that wins the Premiership gives their fans the right to brag.
Their wives nicknamed the footy widows their husbands at the football club
Or after work talking football with their mates down at the local pub
They take football so seriously 'tis their passion in life
The footy fan loves his football club as much as his children or his wife.
And if their team lose at the weekend they feel and look so sad
What's known as football addiction they seem to have it bad
They feel sad for their football team and the chance of four premiership points gone
But they cheer up and look forward to next weekend's game as the working week wears on.
This is the football Season football has gone to their head
And their football scarves and beanies they even wear to bed
About their team they feel so passionate as if to them it did belong
And 'tis with delight and pride in victory that they sing the club song.
Francis Duggan
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FOOTBALL
With Apologies to Oliver Twist
Football, glorious football.
Don't care what it looks like -.
Burned! Underdone! Crude!
Don't care what those crooks like.
Just thinking of growing fat.-
Our senses go reeling.
One moment of knowing that
Full-up feeling from sitting on
the couch!
Football, glorious football!
What wouldn't we give for
That extra bit more,
that's all that we should live for.
Why should we be fated
to do nothing but brood
on football,
magical football,
wonderful football,
marvelous football,
fabulous football,
beautiful football,
glorious football!
Fred Babbin
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Soccer: My Lover Is A Football Man
SITWOL-Soccer Is The Way Of Life by Laijon Liu
Apology to all SITWOL readers:
All my soccer works, 'SITWOL-Soccer Is Way Of Life', is currently under the contract of my Publisher, Publish America, and now it's purchasable from amazon.com
My book 'SITWOL-Soccer Is Way Of Life' A Soccer Poetry Book (32000 words, about Soccer, Life, Game, written in English thru the style of poems, prose poems, prose, and verse drama... to cheer readers and soccer fans)
The Soloist's Song (Lyric for Song/Rap)
Lyric by Laijon Liu (2007.06.23)
(Chorus :)
Soccer is the game, hey, hey, hey;
Beauty is her name, hey, hey, hey;
Playing is the way, hey, hey, hey;
Let her shine n ray, hey, hey, hey.
(Soloist: Intro.)
I kindly roll; roll it with my sole
To left and right; my soul, my soul;
I gently spin; spin it with my toe
As it may flow; my ode, my ode;
I softly knock; knock with my heel
In Achilles mole; my show, my show;
I carefully stroke; stroke it through
The spread legs, my hole, my hole;
I swiftly shoot; shoot it for my home
To my sweet home; my goal, my goal;
I earnestly pray: to play for my God
My ball is my all; my all, my all.
(Chorus :)
You all be coming and start watching,
The superstar is in the making.
You all be standing, and start singing,
The superstar is in the making.
Stick on your dives, quit your faking,
Throw your moves without acting;
Shut your yelling and start kicking,
Too much talking, lets working;
Stop dribbling and start passing,
Times not waiting, stop longing;
Shun the world that theyre joking,
The superstar is in the making.
You all be coming and start watching,
The superstar is in the making.
You all be standing, and start singing,
The superstar is in the making.
(Soloist)
I always take ball for a walk,
Show my love dance Rumba;
I let your dogs do the talk,
Juggle it with my driving Jive;
I am here to earn my stock,
Shaking with it in Samba;
I let you chase me and stalk,
Getting down low in Hip Hop.
Take it to a long walk to show off.
Im a bit short, but still a big shock.
You can show your finger and point.
As long as Ive got my ball,
My all, my all, my all
(Chorus :)
You all be coming and start watching,
The superstar is in the making.
You all be standing, and start singing,
The superstar is in the making.
(Soloist)
Hey, Get off my stage,
You bad dogs in rage;
Coz the Hyena outta cage,
My k9 cut you in siege.
Ive paid full to wage
A revolt on my page;
To stop your sinful rampage
And welcome a new age.
Take it to a long walk to make people talk.
The board is green, my feet are chalk,
Let my single footnote be taught,
As long as Ive got my ball,
My all, my all, my all
(Chorus :)
You all be coming and start watching,
The superstar is in the making.
You all be standing, and start singing,
The superstar is in the making.
(Soloist :)
Cant you see I'm in flame;
Im here for a good game;
Work hard for my common name;
Not to make it into a frame;
You can keep all the fame;
But I play for a high aim,
Even I end up walk in lame
Or go down in shame, no blame.
Take it to a long walk to the splashing wave.
Rise above the shouts of your dead cave,
Let all the noise be my rhymed stave.
As long as Ive got my ball,
My all, my all, my all...
(Chorus :)
You all be coming and start watching,
The superstar is in the making.
You all be standing, and start singing,
The superstar is in the making.
(Soloist :)
When my game meets rain,
My dream is in the drain;
When my faith is on the string,
My gut hurts your brain;
The Cup is for me to drink,
Coz God Is always in reign;
I always live to train,
So all fields are fair terrain.
Take it to a long walk to test my backbone.
Even tonight you throw your stone;
Let it be my wellstone or milestone;
As long as Ive got my Cornerstone;
My all, my all, my all...
(Chorus :)
You all be coming and start watching,
The superstar is in the making.
You all be standing, and start singing,
The superstar is in the making.
(Soloist :)
I can hold my peace;
I can play with ease.
Gals love me as cheese;
All fault are gonna cease.
Coz Ive got a real piece
To make all race in peace,
And you think its fleece,
But I believe its Grace.
Take it to a long walk to where my heart goes.
Even time decides to join my foes;
Let my Wind come with His blows;
As long as Ive got my ball;
My all, my all, my all...
(Chorus :)
You all be coming and start watching,
The superstar is in the making.
You all be standing, and start singing,
The superstar is in the making.
Stick on your dives, quit your faking,
Throw your moves without acting;
Shut your yelling and start kicking,
Too much talking, lets working;
Stop dribbling and start passing,
Times not waiting, stop longing;
Shun the world that theyre joking,
The superstar is in the making.
You all be coming and start watching,
The superstar is in the making.
You all be standing, and start singing,
The superstar is in the making.
(Soloist: Epilog)
Journey is in curiosity;
We play in creativity;
Winning is a possibility;
Love provides ability;
Faith is in charity;
All is in the Almighty
(Chorus :)
Soccer is the game, hey, hey, hey;
Beauty is her name, hey, hey, hey;
Playing is the way, hey, hey, hey;
Let her shine n ray, hey, hey, hey.
*** End***
Poem Note:
I have to confess that I do not read music note.
I must be crazy to even think writing a lyric.
But recently I've been listening Rihanna's Umbrella
all day and every day, so I am inspired by it,
and decided to write one for Soccer.
So here it is. I'm sorry if It is not lyrical.
Laijon Liu
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Football Freefall
theres not enough room in a helicopter to play football
if you were to step back too far you would go free fall
not liking football does not make you useless man
you might fall all that way and hit a football fan
Michael Emine
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