Poems About: FOOTBALL

They wanted him in Kerry to play with their football team
But Cormac he loved Millstreet and he wore their famous green
And he too wore the red Cork jersey with passion and with pride
A legend in his playing days and he was known far and wide. read more »

My name is Andrew Kerins,
born and bred in Ballymote
I left my home at an early age
and traveled to Scotland in a trawler boat read more »

The young fellow next door barracks for Hawthorn
And after school he kicks the egg shaped ball
He wants to be as great as Jason Dunstall
And that his name football historians will recall. read more »

Tonight the moon is a cracker,
with a bite out of it
floating in the night, read more »

Mirror mirror on the wall
Could you please return our ball
Our football went through your crack
You have two now read more »

Childhood Is

when the world to come
is an adventure to be met read more »

In the Shreve High football stadium,
I think of Polacks nursing long beers in Tiltonsville,
And gray faces of Negroes in the blast furnace at Benwood,
And the ruptured night watchman of Wheeling Steel, read more »

Marching at the football game
Gives me a sence of a unique fame
Peeking for the drummajors beat
Keeps us bound like an elite read more »

I seem to be
Full of laughter and smiles
But really I am
Hurting inside read more »

Everyone plays in groups,
They run across the playground.
Playing football or soccer and,
Maybe even basketball. read more »

Baseball players have the worst body in sports
Gymnast and swimmers have the best
High board divers are fit and firm in form
And football players have to much fat read more »

i play high school football
i give it all i got
but coach wont put me in
i hope he dies and rots read more »