Sonnet 18


Soccer is our sport
We are one team
With all the support

We live our dream


 

I pull up my sock

I scratch my chin

There is not much time on the clock

She is going to throw in



Someone in the crowd screams ‘shoot’

So I aimed for the top bin

I hit it hard with my right foot

that’s our strategy to win

 


To get through the wall

You have to kick the bal

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