Poems ✍️
Poems ✍️
12.04.2026
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A Comment On The Ethics Of Millionaire Footballers
' I wuz innocent' he cries,
his hands upraised in righteousness,
the gun still smoking in his right hand,
a handful of his opponent's shirt in his left,
his arm smeared with mud from the ball's illicit touch,
his boot toecapped in the sunlight,
gleaming wet with his rival's blood
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