Victory to the Tunneler'sA Poem by Marshal GebbieEleven strong went in to bat When dusk was in the air, Eleven strong did face the wall For others had shown flair. They'd mustered up a goodly score They’d shown they had pinache, They'd demolished Tunnel bowling And made our field work look a hash. Eleven strong went into bat With gritted teeth and ire, Eleven set the pitch alight With galantry and fire. The leather ball was massacred A pounding it did score With repetitious boundaries, Drilled cover drives and more. The marker looked excited The sweat ran down his brow And as the score did level He had to ask the Angels how? And the providences shone Upon this galant Tunnel team For Claude's classy, deft square cut Ensured we grinned the winning gleam. Cricket is to Englishmen As golfing is to Yanks, And cricket played with pageantry Make the civilized give thanks. And cricket played with elegance Fills the English heart with joy, And Victoria Park Tunnel Team Have downed an ale to victory's ploy! Marshalg Victoria Park Tunnel Auckland 17/2/2010 © 2012 Marshal Gebbie |
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1 Review Added on February 17, 2012 Last Updated on February 17, 2012 AuthorMarshal GebbieAuckland, New ZealandAboutPoem writer for the average Joe. Take tremendous satisfaction in creatively writing about everyday things and everyday people. Australian native who has adopted New Zealand and New Zealanders. Marvel.. more..Writing
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