Football in the making
What a money-making game
Forty-eight minutes into the game
Spain versus France, five to four, and made their name
What a bloody good game
Can't wait to see the world all fired up for the Portugal and Spain game
This Sunday, I predict Spain to win
Cristiano Ronaldo will score, but Lamine Yamal
Spain forward will have Portugal eating the floor
I would like it to be Three-Four, Nico Williams, will score
However, Portugal has Cristiano Ronaldo once more
I still believe Spain will be cleaning up the floor
Many think it will be a drawer, but that will indeed be a bore
Spain will rise from the ashes, clean up the floor, and take home
The UEFA Trophy with dynamic scores.
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callista howard (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
A poem of an emotional sport that brims with the excitement of the game. Nicely worded. Good write.
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