The Beautiful Game


A great game to play
On a rainy day
The game is fun
You get to run
What happens to the game?
When it's done
The ball runs away from you
But it feels safe in the goal
Our jersey is blue
And when we score
Fans go woohoo!
Keepers diving everywhere
Flying in the air
Defenders with their flare
The game never stops
There's been many flops
The game is fun
When you play it right
There's a man with a bun
He doesn't have fun
But when he learns it
He starts to get fit
The game is a passion
The jerseys have fashion
When in position
They have a mission

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