RUIZ,
IT’S BRYAN RUIZ !
Ruiz, it’s Bryan Ruiz who’s made Costa Rica’s cheers,
To have won over the giant Roman warriors,
With his golden goal, he’s been hailed ‘Hero’
To help his little nation stay in Sao Paulo.
What a very good header to make the golden,
At 44, its victory was counted then.
Though Italy tried the hardest of its hardest,
Making several good but failed attempts of its best.
O, ITALY !
O Italy, one of my few favorites.
Why have you lost so many lots of bits?
As your actions depict well your fiascos,
The poorer defense, your defeat follows.
And your past faults themselves seem to repeat.
That’s, you have known defeat after defeat.
And your nightmares come to haunt you again,
As in South Africa in 20-10.
Balotelli, whilst seeing you squatting,
I recall the event with the same thing.
When Little Buddha Roberto Baggio,
Whom Italy loved most shot at rainbow,
Hoping to make it the ‘9-4 World Cup,
When you drank bitter shame, not syrup.
Imagine your World Cup in Germany,
Cheers were shouted and all happy.
Well, the lost games can never be replayed,
Though kids always wish for those lost games paid.
And how can we share what to redress you?
Just soothe yourselves and cry tearfully through.
How disappointed you and your fans are!
What’ll you do to heal your pains without scar?
Maybe, your old underdogs are to leave.
‘Coz your old magic turns worthless to weave.
© rbu_spp June 2014, Puthpong Sao
Ruiz, it’s Bryan Ruiz who’s made Costa Rica’s cheers,
To have won over the giant Roman warriors,
With his golden goal, he’s been hailed ‘Hero’
To help his little nation stay in Sao Paulo.
What a very good header to make the golden,
At 44, its victory was counted then.
Though Italy tried the hardest of its hardest,
Making several good but failed attempts of its best.
O, ITALY !
O Italy, one of my few favorites.
Why have you lost so many lots of bits?
As your actions depict well your fiascos,
The poorer defense, your defeat follows.
And your past faults themselves seem to repeat.
That’s, you have known defeat after defeat.
And your nightmares come to haunt you again,
As in South Africa in 20-10.
Balotelli, whilst seeing you squatting,
I recall the event with the same thing.
When Little Buddha Roberto Baggio,
Whom Italy loved most shot at rainbow,
Hoping to make it the ‘9-4 World Cup,
When you drank bitter shame, not syrup.
Imagine your World Cup in Germany,
Cheers were shouted and all happy.
Well, the lost games can never be replayed,
Though kids always wish for those lost games paid.
And how can we share what to redress you?
Just soothe yourselves and cry tearfully through.
How disappointed you and your fans are!
What’ll you do to heal your pains without scar?
Maybe, your old underdogs are to leave.
‘Coz your old magic turns worthless to weave.
© rbu_spp June 2014, Puthpong Sao
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