Penalties are…
Humiliation
For everyone involved
Penalties are…
The homocides
That never get solved
Penalties are…
The liars
That hide their stash
When everyone else
Is putting in the cash
Penalties are…
The shirker
Who gets in late
Penalties get lucky
And cannot wait
Penalties are…
Random
On a game board rolled
Penalties are easy way
Yet come up
Fools gold
Penalties are…
Unrequited Love
Dreams Unrealized
Hard Work and Skill
Count for nothing
When there are penalties.
For all the cold noses and warm hearts, the snowed in, the breadless, milkless hordes of Britons fighting the Beast, here is my quote of the week.
‘The English never yield, and though driven back and thrown into confusion, they always return to the fight, thirsting for vengeance as long as they have a breath of life.’
-Giovanni Mocenigo, Venetian Ambassodor in France 1588.
P.S We definately need to get the Scottish and Welsh in there as well! I’m not sure we can avenge snow, but we’ll have a damn good try. The Grit King cometh.
Things In My Head 