Shaven headed barbarians
And tattooed savages
Strut with preening
peacocks
In performing their
pantomime
While their vengeful
tribes
With banners held high
Chant their rhythmic
cacophony
Faces distorted with
hate
On the field of honour
They grapple and kick
They push and pull
They dive and roll
Assault and assail
Connive and cheat
In unforgiving
onslaughts
They perform for
baying hordes
A vile and brutal
spectacle
Always referred to
As the beautiful game
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