Sunday 27 June 2010: Fever
Football Fever
I've caught football fever
Now I'm football mad
Football's taken over
I've got football bad
Yes, I've got football fever
I thought I was immune
But I'm not sick as a parrot
Instead I'm over the moon
So I don't need a doctor
I don't need a pill
I'm not feeling awful
I'm not really ill
I've just got football fever
I've just gone football mad
I'm as crazy as my sister
As barmy as my Dad
We've all got football fever
Each one did succumb
But if you think we've got it bad
Wait till you meet Mum!
Poem copyright Bernard Young
- viewed 319 times :
- 5 comments :
- show tags
Comments
You must be signed in to comment on this journal. If you haven't already, why not start your own journal and be a part of the community? It's free, only takes a minute and you'll be able to comment on everyone's journals. Join now or sign in to get started.