But the defender takes it with care.
The forwards hit hard and I yell some commands,
then the ball goes spiraling through the arms.
The winger finds a gap and thunders off,
but it wasn't to long before he was stopped.
We get there in time to have another crack,
and the ball goes wide,wide through the backs.
The wing hits a gap,
then he sidesteps,jinks and jives!
Not long before we finally get a try.
Will - A great poem. I feel your anxiety and the tension building. Great phrases. I think you were creative with your rhyming and it worked well. A fantastic effort Will. Keep writing great poetry!
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