The beats come to uphold the battle of soccer giants
from the hooting of the spectators
to a truer challenge of grit and sitting in an Italian association
I walk down the prime stairs of heaven as if opening into an open space
sinking with the soccer was a team who kept Hertha Berlin silent
and Madonna glimpsing the sky in anticipation of a goal
was on the other side of heaven punishing the heathens
Thence rip off the talent of Cristiano Ronaldo subdivided by men
left to pick ups gifts from the stalls on the lower side of the mall on heaven
stuck in Mississauga was the woman who thought zero was invented
for a goalless draw while the enchanting of the bold claims
for a World Cup triumph parried Peru and Poland, lowly among the supple
who could thought the socialism will pave to the doors of World Cup exits?
In merciless stair the queen of Japan saluted the spirit of fine men!