Football Is Round Poem by Louisa Dai
Football Is Round
A shooting ball is swooshing;
People in globe are watching.
On a sudden
Hails of cheers, vales of tears.
At losers' silence, winners're proud
Football is round.
In the humming of vuvuzel
Behind yellow and red card
All pass in the eyes of eagle
Nothing is impossible.
Football is round
For entertaining goal.
High-sounding voice that deafens someone's ear Offensive words are hurting like a spear Intense emotions burst into tears This isn't new, each one is used to this.... nice one i enjoyed.....10 waka waka waka. .it is pride of the game.. It has not lately come enjoyed widely and welcome It may be in shape round How much joy is found? What does it sound? It is gaining ground.......
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4/25/2024 4:02:44 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Vales of tears when one loses! Thanks for sharing