An Ode to ma Team

An Ode to ma Team

I whisper, Chelsea…
Thy ‘blues’ art perfect…
Thy trophy I see…
Trophies in ‘packets…’

You begat architects…
Like the sharp Fabregas…
And ‘predatory insects…’
Like legendary Drogbas…

You refined his powerful legs…
The mad Costa of a lass…
He’s agile like palmwine dregs…
Quick in performing wonders…

You’ve got the trickery of Hazard…
Hazardous and painfully dangerous…
To stubborn hosts and visitors…
In football, he is a great Bard…

The ‘genie’ in Mourinho you have…
The tactical genius you need…
Arrogant but ready to serve…
I just can’t count his smoting deeds…

Marching to the ‘treble’ are you…
For thou art just unstoppable…
When thou recline on the barclay’s table…
To rivals you shall wave, “how do you do?”

Cos’ thou art CHELSEA…

>>Praize da poet<<



3 thoughts on “An Ode to ma Team” by praize (@praize)

  1. @praize, this is a good praise-poem, written in a lucid language, any chelsea fan would not fail to get the message of the poem. And the irregular but alternating rhymes? They were just perfect.

    Keep writing!

  2. @innoalifa Merci Prof…Thanks for taking time to read…

    1. I will always read good pieces :) Keep writing @praize………

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