Sunday, February 5, 2017


The football game is the big thing today,
Or so I've heard; I don't exactly play
Such sports or watch them often. My own way
Is more to read and write than out to act.
That I do poorly in the world is fact
As all my works attest with little tact.
But with a pen in hand, or else on keys,
I can do well and still remain at ease,
And such results do certainly me please.
I can but little mind to many pay,
For I too little know how them to sway
Whom I know not from seeing in each day,
But those I know I hope to happy make
As players on the field will glory take.

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