World Cup Selection

I have been training hard.

I kick a ball against a wall three times a day.

That’s 9 kicks a day.

Sometimes two in a  row.

I run up and down the stairs

Until I’m sick.

I stole some traffic cones

And run around them

Until I fall over.

I dug out my England shirt

From 1984.

It pinches and rides up over my tummy.

I drink milkshakes to get me strong.

I paint white lines on my bedroom floor.

I kicked an apple over my fence.

I’m ready.

My mind is sharp.

I have sun tan lotion on my nose.

Now I’m sitting in the hall

Waiting for Roy to call.

Absolute Biscuit

All Hail Mister McFriend

When you are in trouble

His help will he lend.

Warm hearted, tender

Befriender of all

Spiritual bartender

Forgiver of fools.

All Hail Mayor McFriend

Houser of orphans

The vulnerable defends.

Fighting injustice

Corrupt swept away

Doing his best

To bring brighter days

All Hail Emperor McFriend

Imprisoning critics

His will it won’t bend

Tear gas at protests

A moon laser planned

He is the greatest

A GOD for these lands.