Della Perry

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Football Widow - Poem by Della Perry

That time of year again
When ladies lose their spouses
To the beautiful game.
No-one cares the doors hang from their frames
Or windows are covered in filth
The lawn can grow as high as the roof
The football army has beers to drink
And chair arms to squeeze tightly
Chanting doesn't get shouted by itself love
Come on, me babbies!
He'll be back when the season is over.

Topic(s) of this poem: football


Comments about Football Widow by Della Perry

  • Bri Edwards (10/4/2015 4:31:00 PM)


    are “my babbies” the wives or the footballers (soccer I assume) ? ? and is it said by English wives’ husbands?
    I had read the poem about ‘widower’ so I thought it only fair to read about the ‘widow’. nice!

    favorite lines:

    “No-one cares the doors hang from their frames
    Or windows are covered in filth
    The lawn can grow as high as the roof”

    I don’t watch sports. hell, we don’t watch TV. AND our lawn can STILL grow as high as the roof!

    bri :)
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    Della Perry Della Perry (10/7/2015 3:16:00 PM)

    my babbies is the football players. yes soccer bri x babbies is black country speak again bri lol xxx i will have to send you all a black country word book to help the readers in other countries hahah x thanks for reading brian x

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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 31, 2015



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