A Ball for All . . . . No Game.
I know, I know, of the cup that cheers but doesn’t inebriate;
But the world cup sure gives no cheer for some close affiliate
For those that know and see, and get conditioned to the game
Its misery and sorrow I heard, and what to speak of shame?
For the World Cup that may chee, is sure not writ on their fate!
Oh! come on, it’s all in the game, said one, a wager won;
While another, who knew naught – a village idiot, told his son:
“My God ! why all the kicks and fig
