A couple of other tweeters and I have considered writing some poetry relating to the current Famous Game that is receiving endless attention here in New Zealand at the moment (first quarter of an hour of the news tonight dedicated entirely to it, as well as all the normal sports news from half way through the News).
Here are a couple of limericks written, it must be admitted, with a little speed....
There once was a Rugby World Cup
That made many sane people fed up,
With the constant insistence
And petty persistence
On every dread detail close up.
There once was a very small game
That somehow acquired worldwide fame,
In spite of its shallowness
It gained status All Hallowness
Making most other games seem quite lame.