Rhyming troubles delay Motion's ode to Jonny
The Poet Laureate said yesterday that it had taken him more than three months to write a tribute to England's triumph in the Rugby World Cup partly because he was unable to find a word to rhyme with "Wilkinson".
And because you can't wait any longer, here's the entire poem:
A Song For Jonny
O Jonny the power of your boot
And the accurate heart-stopping route
Of your goal as it ghosts
Through Australian posts
Is a triumph we gladly salute.
O Martin the height of your leap
And the gritty possession you keep
Of the slippery ball
In the ruck and the maul
Is enough to make patriots weep.
O Jason the speed of your feet
And their side-stepping hop- scotching beat
As you touch down and score
While the terraces roar
Is the thing that makes chariots sweet.
O forwards and backs you have all
Shown us wonderful ways to walk tall
And together with Clive
You will help us survive
Our losses with other-shaped balls.
Yes, that's "other-shaped balls."
This entry was posted by eeksypeeksy
on Monday, March 15, 2004 at 9:42 AM.
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