When the world combines
In celebration for the host nation
As every turn or point is whistled
And cheered like one of their own.
The horns will spur on
And the green haze will filter
Through the mind of a man
Destined to be a hero.
The dark history of years past
As friends lost and skin bruised
The will remained unwilted as
Many distractions were ignored.
A drought of almost 3 years
Of the pinch of grain that a player feeds on
But that net will bulge, and bulge again
As ‘Schillo’ will succeed, as the will the world with him.
By Ryan Duggins
In celebration for the host nation
As every turn or point is whistled
And cheered like one of their own.
The horns will spur on
And the green haze will filter
Through the mind of a man
Destined to be a hero.
The dark history of years past
As friends lost and skin bruised
The will remained unwilted as
Many distractions were ignored.
A drought of almost 3 years
Of the pinch of grain that a player feeds on
But that net will bulge, and bulge again
As ‘Schillo’ will succeed, as the will the world with him.
By Ryan Duggins
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