Ozymandias I met a traveller from an antique land Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped […]
Dad stomped in, all grumpy and sore, He stamped his feet and slammed the door. He growled and grimaced and threw down his coat, And made funny noises down his throat. Then mum said kindly, “Don’t worry dear…” “United might still win again this year.” By Rachel Appleyard . Sunday 1st March 2020Austrian Bundesliga SK […]
The Football Posts that Dad Built (continued) . They took ages to arrive But we still played on the pitch Late on Summer nights And long on holiday afternoons, All the kids round our way bringing boots and trainers To try and score against my Dad. . By Paul Cookson (to be continued) . The […]
