She was without her knickers at Twickers
There was a little thatch
at Brans Hatch
There was a blushing
fellow at flushing meadow
When she was legs
akimbo in the limo
She was without her knickers at Twickers
There was a little thatch
at Brans Hatch
There was a blushing
fellow at flushing meadow
When she was legs
akimbo in the limo
The beautiful game
Is one of different
hues
It can redden your
face
And cause marital
blues
Especially when you
add
An excess of cheap
booze
When victory is
achieved
Sex often ensues
But it’s a different
story
If he watches them
lose
He’ll wear a football
shirt
And she’ll wear a
bruise
The bigger the match
The shorter his fuse
As he rants and raves
She shakes in her
shoes
At the final whistle
Full of anger and
booze
He wears red and white
She wears black and
blue
Goodluck Jonathon’s response to the failure
Of the Nigeria team in
South Africa
Is to ban them from
internationals
For the next two year
which is radical
The English FA
considered doing the same
For the good of the
English game
But decided not to at
an FA meeting
As no one would notice
England not competing
The beautiful game,
Is the life blood
Coursing through their
veins
These guardians,
These stewards and
rule makers
It fills their every
waking moment
On the other hand
They actually think
Football
Is interesting
For
About a minute
She was my little sex kitten
Lively and playful
Very kittenish indeed
I had long hankered
after her
With her Reassuring
curvaceousness
And the feeling was
apparently mutual.
She had a liking for
the open air
And a penchant for the
dangerous
So, while her husband
played 18 holes
We played around
And made love in the
long grass
Beside the eighteenth
green
At the world cup
Maradona has called
for fair play
And he wants referees
To understand the meaning,
he says
He could perhaps give
FIFA
An example of fair
play
Like not punching the
ball into the net
That would be one way
Rafa is leaving Anfield
So, a new regime is
brewing
There is a new job
That he is actively
pursuing
And it’s a great shame
That a new club is
wooing
The last thing
Manchester wants
Is the prospect of
Liverpool renewing
By employing a manager
Who actually knows
what he’s doing
On the whole,
No pun intended,
It was a pleasant day
On the Golf course
The sun was warm
The wind was light
The golf was
A mixture of the
sublime
And the ridiculous
A day of ups and downs
As my scorecard
testified
But the par 4 15th
Was a different story
I had hit a crisp
drive
From the elevated tee
And away it flew
Straight down the
middle
As Bing once sang
It landed just short
of the dog leg
Kicked to the right
And rolled perfectly
round the turn
After such a shot
You feel ten feet tall
As you stride down the
fairway
And I felt every inch
of it
When I reached my ball
I found it sitting up
invitingly
And with an unhindered
path to the green
I had a birdie chance.
Slightly ahead and to
the right
A rather large Rabbit,
Was enjoying the
afternoon sun
Blissfully unaware of
what was to come
I selected my club
And addressed the ball
“Just hit it straight”
I told myself
I swung the club
towards the ball
In a perfect ark
But I must have lifted
my head
Because there was an
ugly contact
And the ball sliced
away
In the direction of
the Rabbit
Now had he just stayed
still
He would have lived
But alas at the sound
of the sliced contact
The Rabbit leapt
vertically in the air
Straight into the path
of the ball
And died instantly
Now looking back, I
could have claimed
That the Rabbit put me
off
But it didn’t really
If the ball had
followed its path
I would have been out
of bounds
So, the Rabbit
sacrificed himself
To save my par
Guardians of the game,
Well respected,
Famed for their
integrity
Their stewardship and
Honest endeavour
On the other hand
Few
In
Football
Agree
FIFA are on a mission
Disrespect for refs they want to defeat
An admirable ambition indeed
But first they need to stamp out cheats
Its spread from normal quarters
To Thierry Henry who to his ignominy
Handled the ball to keep it in play
An offence done quite
deliberately
Which was compounded
by his lie,
That it happened
accidentally
Tiger Woods was undecided,
Iron or wood that was
the quandary
Eventually he settled
on
A Fire hydrant
followed by a tree
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