It all comes down to this,
To define an off-season full of bliss.
It’s not always pretty,
but we have to score fifty.
We better not bloody miss!
It all comes down to this,
To define an off-season full of bliss.
It’s not always pretty,
but we have to score fifty.
We better not bloody miss!
One response to “The Grand Final | Limerick Poetry”
I’ve got that taste of finals footie!
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