I always have liked soccer.
Such a rough game.
Such skills required.
And popular.
Hometown watching,
on Sunday morning.
When one day,
I found that I needed
to withdraw.
It was the honourable
thing to do.
Can anyone clear up the mystery of the many hits this little poem has attracted? That would remove one wrinkle from my forehead. Thanks to the volunteer. H
Soccer, soccer (no error in printing, of course)
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Soccer is a relaxing game. The poem is good.