To London town they came to play
And this they did, day after day;
Envisioned with their storied past,
The stage was set for glories vast.
They came from near, they came from far,
They came to play and raise the bar
And this they did, with records set
And memories they'll ne'er forget
The crowds were huge, the spirits light,
The weather never sent a blight; ,
No terrorism reared it's head,
'Twas peace and joy and cheer instead.
Through glories tall and visions bold
Olde England surely won the gold.
A great tribute poem Sir, Olde England did pull out all the stops with a wonderful performance, ... well said,
Rhyme scheme, structure, contents - you've done a beautiful job, as usual, Joseph. And congrats to GB.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes, I think we did well Joeph - for once anyway! ! Love your poem and thanks a bunch for this tribute to GB.