The Great Football MatchA Poem by Phil SandersA poem for childrenThe lads went out for football
On a sunny Summer’s day
Iain and Fred, Bill and Dick
The greatest game to play
They tossed their jumpers on the ground
The goalposts for to make
And Billy’s Mom had packed for them
A big fat Angel Cake
They ran around for half an hour
The ball flew here and there
Enjoying every shot and save
They didn’t have a care
But then, alas, a shot from Fred
Flew past the woolly post
And hit the fence and shot across …
To the house of Mr.Most!!
It landed in his garden there
Amongst his prize new flowers
The last time that it landed there …
He kept the ball for hours!!
They lined up by the wall outside
To see who’d ring the bell
And speak to angry Mr.Most
Of the sorry tale to tell
Well, Billy it was who said he’d go
Because he knew the thing to take
He swapped the ball with Mr.Most
For his Mom’s great Angel Cake!!!
© 2008 Phil SandersReviews
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Added on February 21, 2008AuthorPhil SandersRochester, Kent, United KingdomAboutI am a part time photographer and poet when I am not earning my normal crust. I live in Kent in the UK in a little village called Upnor which is right on the River Medway. I love photographing sunris.. more..Writing
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