a FOOTBALL

With Apologies to Oliver TwistFootball,
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!
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RESPONSE: This poem means a lot to me because football is my favorite sport. This poem tells you how good football is. It also tells you how football effected the world today and creates excitement on Sundays.