Football - Poem by Walterrean Salley
Bands playing familiar songs.
The majorettes with their batons.
Cheerleaders wowing the crowds on.
And cheering fans—old and young.
Illumining the broad field,
The lights shine clear and bright;
And from the tall, slender poles—
They glisten through the night.
Teams pitted against each other,
Gearing up for the game:
An American favorite pastime—
Football is the name.
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