A scarcely historic event this was,
A professional war this was,
This was the famous incident
Of love and drama and right.
I loved the right street
And the loving images of the past,
Flowers encircled the epitaphs,
In this graveyard from God,
Feeding a frenzy that inspired
Me as I wrote this down with dust
In these lines of worth,
The real mockery has yet to come,
Home with the trifle and lunch,
Home with the balls so fierce
And exact in their compensation.