Match day

Pallid grayscale took the place
of the pallor in my face,
perspiration sought to drown me like a pup.

My knees commenced to knock
with a rhythmic ticky-tock
and my old heart blew the whistle: ’Time is up!’.

Now I know the reason
for my fevered incohesion:
Leicester City in the final of the Cup.


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