The Match
By Madelyn C
[not published yet]
The siren sounds,
As we gather around,
We’re wearing red, black, white,
Colours of ‘The Eagles,’
With our numbers,
On the back of our jumpers,
“We can fly they can’t!” yells the coach
“We can fly they can’t!” we all reply
The scores are close,
86 to 94,
It’s in our reach
The orange slices are handed around,
Sweet and juicy
Giving much needed energy
To get us across the line
We chant
“We can fly they can’t, we can fly they can’t...”
As we head back onto the field.