The Pittsburgh Steelers Poem by Liam Hughes
The Pittsburgh Steelers
the green of the turf the white of the line
every down has it's worth every foul has it's fine
the sound of the crowd at each point or each sack
they roar ever loud as the lead is taken back
steelers in their might you can hear how they howl
the fans in their sight wave the terrible towel
the end zone grows near at the end of each play
the opposition feels fear when we're over halfway
The points on the board seem certain to come
every one that is scored loudens the beat of the drum
until triumphs sound echoes through The Heinz Field
all through the ground the victories sealed
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5/3/2024 7:42:38 PM # 1.0.0.1119
the green of the turf the white of the line every down has it's worth every foul has it's fine the sound of the crowd at each point or each sack they roar ever loud as the leads taken back- - - - - When we play game on the ground, we have to obey the rules of the game...Any deviation has its punishment We get encouragement through every step of success.When we play the game fairly with our zeal, success is sure to come.. Life too is a game.If we play fairly with our focus on the goal, success is sure to come. Thanks for sharing this wonderful poem.