France has a chance,
Brazil will thrill.
The World Cup is here.
Let’s crash out the beer.
Aguero is my hero,
Messie the ideal pressie.
England and Spain are out.
What is that all about?
Russia will always rush you,
Ghana are piranha.
Attacking football’s here to stay,
So make those forays pay.
Who will win The Cup?
We’re only warming up.
The knockout phase is on its way
And every dog must have its day.
Ronaldo, Saurez, Robben, Giroud… are the cream,
Helping their nation fulfil its dream.
All sorts of tactics on display,
But pace and skill is going to pay.
Brazil 2014 is the year.
It’ll be remembered, never fear.
© PB 22\6\2014 in Humberside.