I have written an ode to the World Cup in South Africa, which I believe captures the cut, thrust, sights, sounds and sporting spectacle of the planet's greatest sporting event. I have called it:
Ode to the World Cup in South Africa
I know what you're thinking: "Back of the net!"
Oh, poetic ballet of sporting delight
Proud gladiators doing battle o'er the Veldt
From the corners of the world you have come
To fight and play with sporting grace
While the world applauds your ev'ry move
And honnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnk HONNNNNNNNNNNK
PAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRP that tart Rooney
Till all is over and the victor PAAAAAARRRRRRRRRP!
HONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNK wears his laurels