Sporting poems

pottssteve

Don't pinch anyone else's, make up your own.
The only rule is that it must be about sport in some way.

Example. I call this one,

"Scottish Footballer Before the Cruciate Ligament Operation"

Queen of the South, nil
By mouth





Your go.

bompington

I started up a little hill
I bought bananas and ate my fill
I'm nearly there but I'm grinding still,
And now I think I'm feeling ill.

pottssteve

bompington,
Nice!

By the way, no limericks. So that's 2 rules. Haiku is OK.

Would a haiku about cycling be a Bikehu?

Rev\'d Gatlin

Lance sat on his Astana Trek,
his Levi's in his pocket.
$2 million bucks appearance fees,
"It's a living man, don't knock it."

Stewie Griffin

Cheering on Barca and not Man U
Cos their fans smell of dog do do

Inkslinger

Haiku:

I will never drive
Where I can walk, and never
Walk where I can ride.

Inkslinger

Electric bike

Soon as I saw him
I knew:
Anyone going that fast
With flat bars
Fat tyres
Leisure shoes
And jacket zipped up to the throat
Despite the sun and wind
Has got to be
Chemically assisted.

My suspicions
Were confirmed
When I passed him
And found out just
What he was on.

Rev\'d Gatlin

Buttertubs climbing
the legs and the lungs long for
one extra cog tooth

don key

I've been to the top of the podium
Once on imodium
As I won the race
There was not a trace
On any other riders face

plankton

I am wet
by the rain
from that cloud