Soccer poem

Boom
i hit the ball
swish
that's what I do
on the pitch
when the ball
hits the back of the net
three times
it was too easy.
everything I got on is red
so it's dirty
my boots
are even more dirty.

The crowd going crazy
clapping as loud
as an elephant walking.
Cars beeping ballistic
a lot of people smiling
apart from the other team
because I had scored 3.

I was amazed
a hat trick
it felt too easy.
The whistle blows
the other team
are getting exposed
our kits are still red rose

I smile for the camera
and do a pose.
I take off my boots
I love those things
they just have that ring
because I scored
a hat-trick with them
They will give me memories
to show my enemies
now those enemies are frienemies
and they want the best for me.

I still have those boots
they still feel loose.
They shine
they have those lines like a spine
all those good memories
of me scoring hat tricks
that make me go crazy.