It's time for tea and scones
And watching english cricket
Hoping that our boys
Don't put their legs before the wicket
The batsman is at the crease
The bat tightly gripped
Those aussie's are going to be
well and truly whipped
The bowler spins the ball
The batsman aims it high
FOUR shouts the crowd
As the ball hurtles into the sky!
Many hours later.......
The aussie's are down and out
There'll always be an england
You can hear the crowd shout!
© 2011 Aliyeopoems
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