How many of you are fed up with football?
It's been on TV every night of the week.
Our regular programmes being disrupted,
While other pleausres we have had to seek.
To see twenty two grown men
Chasing around after one poor football.
They kiss and hug if a goal is scored,
Haven't they anything better to do at all?
Imagine the "Feelings" of that poor ball,
Being kicked from piller to post.
All it wants is a quiet life in a shop,
Yes, that's what it requires most.
If only they could talk, what would they say?
Please stop kicking me around.
I know that's how you get your kicks
And gets paid million of pounds.
Too much money for one to handle,
That could lead to drugs and drink.
After a night out on the town
You just make it to the kitchen sink.
You live a lavish lifestyle
You footballers one and all.
And who have you got to thank?
But that poor kicked around football.
Copyright Yvonne Lewis.
PS: My son was a pro. foootballer at one time.