Kicked around, goal, netted, offside.
Laughter, cries, joy, celebration.
Desire of twenty-two, referee, cheering crowd.
Trimmed lawn, sidelines, corner shot.
Still, locked in, forgotten, rotten.
Round the ball is, ha de Gött!
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Ball
UlleHaddock 
Great poem. I bet when it got kicked over that fence, it thought, balls!
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Thank you
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love the bouncy rhythms of this 🙂
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