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The summer sun caresses all the leaves on all the trees And flowers bob and weave to taste the air
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Three overs, last man
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It is eighty for six and it's ten to three There are forty to score and it's time for me
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A cricketer who writes good poetry
Will surely never simply fade away -
When flannelled fools set out to play the game
The gods invented to display their art -
Twenty 20 is proper cricket Played at the highest rate
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Melvin the Dragon is watching the cricket
Martha's along for the ride -
In the cricket match last night
It wouldn’t be quite right -
A dash of Worcester!by Mairi bheag 25 lines, 21 comments, on Jul 25 4:42 AM 2007. In Humor, Cricket, Contest, Worcester Sauce
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Cricket in the grass / Jumping to the light / Chirp! /
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have a mad desire to catch
the pomegranate that I see
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