Rugby Ball Poem by Lee Fones

last night went to, Rugby ball
always something happening
ends up in massive brawl
some form of tackling
started by Keith or Paul

beer flowing, one after one
at bar there's always a scrum
always one having lots of fun
also a few, showing hairy bum
end of the night all stun

always some shirt lifting
as they like too ruck
Paul has started sifting
spreading lots of muck
end of night, a clipping

now that stirrers found out
put straight in the sin bin
he's awaiting the line out
for his awful stirring sin
now Keith's the team drop out