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World Cup 2010

Poetry

The sound of children’s feet

Down our street it's ever so neat, You rarely hear the sound of childrens' feet. Tidy gardens and pretty flowers, No factory chimneys or towers. Commuters who come home in their company cars, That look at us as though we're from mars. We are supposed to be seen and not…
Simon Icke
10th June 2010
Poetry

PLEASE PLAY TUBBY JONES

Here comes Tubby Jones Bringing out the cones. 'Will Tubby be playing today?' His mother said. 'It all depends on how much he's been fed!' I felt such a nit, When I told her he wasn't fit. 'I would love to play him in a game, If the other lads…
Simon Icke
10th June 2010
Poetry

FOOTBALL! FOOTBALL! FOOTBALL!

"Football! Football! Football!" That's all I ever hear, "Football! Football! Football!" Being shouted in my ear, "Football! Football! Football!" Lots of sweaty fans, "Football! Football! Football!" All those waving hands, "Football! Football! Football!" Please tell me why they play? "Football! Football! Football!" ......... YEAH! Everyone's on their feet! I jump…
Simon Icke
10th June 2010