Something a little more lighthearted after the past two serious posts.
This is a little naughty and a lot true.
Some missed the point
I was at work
Minding my own business
As no one likes it
When I try to mind theirs
When an email pops up with a ping
Like a disappointing Christmas present
Advising to remove the full frontal nudity
From the Aussie rules footy game
That had just gone to air live.
Replays were my arena
So I checked out the shot
Of the player strolling into the change rooms
Dropping his pants
Directly in front of the overhead, unmanned camera
And having a good old feel around.
Now I don’t know
If he’d been working it up
On the way to the rooms
Or that football
Wasn’t his only talent.
Perhaps the commentator
Knew more than he let on
As he preceded the exclusive reveal
To the second
With the words
‘Stay with us and we’ll
Get right down to the action.’
But perfect timing all the same.
A mighty fine piece of entertainment
Which I thought was the point of television
What a shame to edit out
The highlight of the year.
|'That's a bit stiff. I'd yellow card that.'|
Hope you're well.
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