This is my league poem.
League Poem
Adrenaline rushes
Bo/sweet
Mucked up dirt
Salty air
wet ground
dry ground
Rain or sun
Strong tackles
Break the line
Score the try
Sprig marks
Big bruises
Bad Injuries
Bloody nose
Broken arm
Head high
Dirty players
Bad or
good calls
From the
human Ref
Younger grades
Older grades
Very competitive
Players crying
After losing
Semi final
Grand final
Training again
Saturday Sunday
Is the games
Sidelines cheer
Or boo
Win or lose
Doesn't matter
it’s all
for the fun.
Trophies awarded
This happens
All again
Next year.
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