Best Rugby Poems

Rugby, what a beautiful and passionate game
Its not about money, fashion or fame.
Invented one day by a guy named Webb
How do go "I have a game to play"? 

A war that's fought on a muddy field
They'll give their last breath to insure victory is sealed.
The...

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the stands are full, one man kicks the ball
fifteen men pursue, it becomes a maul 
referee blow his whistle
concluding the tussle
a try is scored over goal line he crawl

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The grandstand is gelid by a sharp wintry breeze
Carried off from the field are the last of dead leaves
The shrill of the whistle, muffled calls from the crowd
From the tunnel stampede, metal studs echo loud.
With high, flick-tossing coin each Captain his reason
To kick-off with his...

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I have heard it said
Rugby players eat their dead
Tastes just like chicken...

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Some lads are running with the ball,
leather, pointed, played by all, though
some would say it’s from the south,
it’s just as popular, up in Louth

Now not for me to bring up class,
seems that would be rather crass,
but here’s the thing that holds 
steadfast, most of us...

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For Ian Diddams and my Dad

So what’s the crack with rugby?
My father used to play
He’d come home with an injury
Every other day
My mother used to worry
He was quite deaf to her fears
Her futile protestations fell
On cauliflower ears
Oh so many broken bones
As trophies he would wear
Those...

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 No wonder his dropping  balls are egg - shaped . He 's a veteran  rugby player 



Not for the contest but inspired  by  the Sports one liner contest : )...

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The bright orange rugby shirt I had, 
When I was fourteen, fifteen, sixteen and seventeen,  
Was my trophy and my pride and joy, 
Never to be deprived of me, 
Even if I complained to my parents or to their friend, 
To have been seen...

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A gift from a stranger, his name is Reefer;
we know right away that he's a keeper.

We re-name him Rugby so as not to confuse;
his condition suggests that he's been abused.

Anticipating a squabble, we bring in the cat;
he sprawls and yawns, refused to combat.

He never barks,...

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Rugby SCRUM* DANCE for Divorced and Dis-abused Wedding Guests

(Packs made up of eight « players » (see note below) may be formed indifferently : either segregate the sexes or mix them up. No sweat ! Only keep children away !)

First Half

Step up
Both parties, now 
Take...

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Today’s trip was all in North Dakota…from Minot to Grand Forks
On our way to a city named f Lakota
we made a stop in the little town of Rugby, North Dakota.

Rugby has a valued place in the hearts and minds of cartographic esoterica…because Rugby, North Dakota...

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The Rugby World Cup Sevens girls
Made Marmite ladies lose their curls
Vegemite bossed
So England lost
Australia went home with the pearls...

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I got to watch the rugby game, Aussie's we were put 
To shame..' the wanna-be's did hop and skip.' And lost the
Game..Just bit; by bit.' A fumble here and forward passes
Poor Eddie Jones, should kick these asses.' They passed
A penalty..Cause she'll be right.' Well not...

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