#NationalPoetryDay

In the days to come, when we’ve left behind 
Our boyhood’s glorious game; 
And our youthful vigour has declined 
With its mirth and its noble aim; 
We will think of the time, the happy time, 
And its memory fond recall; 
When in the bloom of our youthful prime 
We’ve kept upon the ball.

Then thoughts will rise, and we’ll think with pride 
Of the victories we have won, 
And those who struggled by our side 
Till the short, sharp fight was done. 
And perhaps we’ll sigh for the careless days 
That are gone beyond recall, 
When struggling for our opponents’ goal 
We’ve kept upon the ball.

Kick it off! Throw it in! Have a little scrimmage! 
Keep it low! A splendid rush! Bravo! Win or Die! 
On the ball, City! Never mind the danger 
Steady on, now’s your chance. Hurrah! We’ve scored a goal.

Posted By: Jester, Mar 22, 07:34:11