Football Ballad Poems

In Lagos' vibrant mosaic, life abounds,
Multicultural threads, in waters surrounded.
Lovely, funny, and resilient souls reside,
Great leaders emerge, yet hurdles abide.

Morning rush, nighttime chase, ceaseless pace,
Some...

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God took me on terrific a tour
Of today that had much allure;
Singing birds with still flowers;
Ringing bells from His powers.

We watched a football game;
Lion in...

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I love a sunburnt Aussie bloke, with great big, muscled arms,
His rugged well-built shoulders, and face with all its charms.
I love his thongs and singlet...

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What has happened since Donald J. Trump has become and was elected as President of The United States of America by "The Electoral College",and not...

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The rain brings some relief
Of the monotony we have in chief
The virus has put us in our place
Awaiting its leaving at its pace

No trips to...

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A crow told us not to go away
Whilst a knitting and a purling she did say
You can’t go to China for I am scared
The meet...

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We love football meat pies kangaroos and Holden cars
We’d sing it at home in the playground and in bars
The good old days when everything was...

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Born in 2000 he comes from a long line of athletes. His maternal  great great great grandfather was a short stop in the *****...

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The phone is chiming tring tring,
All visions are geared up to who is calling.
Who can it be? assumptions commenced,
A needy relative or a lost friend.

The...

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When I smell the sea
It reminds me so eagerly
Of Port Adelaide and how it’s made
Those great football deeds and escapades

Of our passionate crowd 
Singing out...

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"You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here!....
We have the right to remain silent.....

 "Now if you'll excuse me, I have a...

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A GROUP OF AMERICAN AND MEXICAN AND EASTERN EUROPEAN RASSLING ORGANIZATION OWNERS MEET A GROUP OF OPPOSING RASSLING ORGANIZATION OWNERS FROM
SOUTH AMERICA, NORTH AMERICA, RUSSIA,...

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Born in 1915 at Birkenhead by the Port River Inlet 
A son of Port Adelaide  as one of the best youd get
In the days...

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It begins like any teenage romance movie.
They’re at a party. Music is playing on the speakers.
She’s been smashing buttons as Mileena and chomping through skulls.
“Who’s...

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How soon the heroes daughters and sons
  lost in the morning shadow run
     of a distant and clouded sun;
all the...

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