Football
By Lina
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I really hate football
It gets on my nerves
Whenever I see it I run to the hall
Where the dinner is being served
Whenever I hear shouts and screams
My body feels so tight
And my head starts to turn to steam
Urging me to the right
Where I see the television,
All my family even my cat Tem.
I knew I had a big situation,
Whether or not to join them
The next day football was on
And I felt I needed to watch it
But deep down I felt torn
Like I was broken to bits
I took a peep
And I definitely couldn't resist
And extra good tip
To put my name on the football list
Once I cleared my mind
And realised what was happening
I run out of the room line
And gave myself a good tapping
I couldn't believe I actually watch football
My mind was pacing
And I suddenly felt so tall
And sense I should call doctor Macing
I stopped myself so fast
And I deeply thought
If this problem was going to last
I must finish it with a dot
Football
Football
I must make a call
I want to be like my brother Paul
And hang out at the mall
But a question keeps calling like a fall
And it is football; do I really hate it at all?
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