FRIDAY THE 30TH

Friday the 30th

The cry of joy, the desire to win and the air of suspense,
Had suddenly been transformed to disappointment and silence,
The raging fans were left with broken hearts,
Why, Oh why Argentina from the World Cup did you depart,
You made us proud, lifted our spirits and we swore by your game,
That moment of truth which brought your exit left us in pain,
The team spirit was great and your hands were almost on the cup,
Little did we expect that it was time for you to pack up,
But keep your heads high, for you gave it your best,
We are all proud of your performance throughout the contest,
Perhaps bad luck had come along your way,
It's time to look ahead and leave behind the dismay,
We are still behind your team, where ever you are,
With our hands on our chests, screaming 'VIVA Argentina'

By a loyal fan,
Glennespo (Glenn + Crespo)

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Glenn on the prowl........

Old Monk Sonnet

A Sonnet On Our favorite drink….

For Seven years you’ve been blended to a taste so fine.
You’ve always been around for us at any time.
A good companion, who comes at a very low price.
You bring people together from sunset to sunrise.
We bang on the shutters for you when the shops are closed by night.
We care a damn if we are unable to get a coke or sprite.
You’ve brought feeling to our lives, at moments of desperation.
For most of us, you have been our mentor and our inspiration
We drink to our pain or joy, one peg at a time
But no matter how much we drink, with no hangovers, things are just fine
They talk of Gandhi being the father of our Nation,
To us you are, the father of our thoughts and creation,
We don’t give up on things, even if we think our lives have sunk
There’s always a solution to a problem when we have you dear Old Monk

Glenn Satur