With each twist and turn
And each amazing run
Controlling ball like a delicate urn
Each move giving a warning stern.
I am stuck in my chair like a fern
As for more action I yearn
More and more swear words I learn
Eyes fixed on telly, everything else I spurn.
As player's calories start to burn
Mine gets added on in return
As I drink, gulp and churn
Watching football can be fun.
CR VGA
Rdnr 19/6/08
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