Bad Light Poem by James Toghill

Bad Light



The Sides Sit Down in Their Dressing Rooms
No Happy Faces Full Of Gloom
Morning Cover, s Protect The Square
Bot No One is Sitting On The Chairs
Afternnon Tea Goes Uneaten
For Neither Side Will Get Beaten
Not Even Is It Rain Stopped Play
It.s Just Bad Light No Play Today

Thursday, September 25, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: sport
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Bad Light was written on 19/05/2005
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