At The Game
Your sniggers or whoops
Your leaps and bounds
They do bother me
You are active on the sidelines,
And you are beautiful.
I know, you like to watch me play,
Why disturb me
Why be a distraction
I have scored and won games,
For you, haven’t I
A coffee treat for you it will be
After the game
Till then be nice and quiet.
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