England mourns!
On the 4th december, the english heart bled. They mourn son soccer, yes football now dead. A game they birth, loved like no other. Ooh how it hurt, that death/blow by fifa. The soccer crazy english, obviously lost their soul. The fact now established,lost their football role. Fifa is the hierarchy, of this great sport. Did not need diplomacy, to give england nought. Finally that fateful day, english spirits were crushed. It's sad to say, but voices where hushed. Couldn't hear one olay, not even in a distance. While russian anthem play, she, danced and pranced. Now time to say, our farewell and goodbye. This our final olay, rugby our next try!
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Posted: Dec 2010
About this poem:
dipicting a nation's love and passion!
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