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Not another West Ham fan! Jesus!
trench bound is good. Are you referring to the dug-out where so many English players now find themselves warming the benches? No mention of mobile phones? Interesting.
trench bound is good. Are you referring to the dug-out where so many English players now find themselves warming the benches? No mention of mobile phones? Interesting.
I'm out of faith and in my cups
I contemplate such bitter stuff.
I contemplate such bitter stuff.
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Some truly 'laugh out loud' moments here. It definitely worked for me. And bittersweet of course...
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Nor me, I'm afraid. I must be as obtuse as David. Probably more so.David wrote:It is? Damn. I don't get it.ray miller wrote:trench bound is good.
Just as a matter of interest, do you consider reference to bodily functions a necessary element of good poetry? They seem to feature pretty highly in the pieces of yours I've just read. Not a criticism, far less a judgement, just intrigued.
cheers
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Short - relatively sweet.
I would suggest the first bit read:
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Im assuming the trench is a refenrec to the old skool dug outs, as opposed to these new fangled comfy airplane seats they seem to sit upon.
Could really just end it there. The title helps with the minimal approach - helps sum the whole thing up.
As for Peters question of bodily functions, my lips are sealed!!
I would suggest the first bit read:
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The dance reference works for me, players with big side burns and twinkle toes, dancing acorss the field , but I’m not to fond of the singing bit.was beautiful once
i swear
i could dance
now
bench bound
Im assuming the trench is a refenrec to the old skool dug outs, as opposed to these new fangled comfy airplane seats they seem to sit upon.
Could really just end it there. The title helps with the minimal approach - helps sum the whole thing up.
As for Peters question of bodily functions, my lips are sealed!!
After one look at this planet any visitor from outer space would say 'I want to see the manager.
And amen to that. Nigel De Jong! I ask you.Mr Black wrote:Thanks for the comments. This was supposed to be a lament to the lack of what use to be euphemistically called flair players, the likes of Frank Worthington, Tony Currie etc. and the advent of the footballer/athlete.
But, Mr. B, what's the trench?
Cheers
David
Well I enjoyed the humor here. Frank Worhington, I remember him well (are we giving our ages away) He of course played for the other Birmingham side but I don't hold that against him.
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