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Dad, Just Let Me Play

All I want to do Is play football like my idols,
The game more important than the prize,
And I'd rather gain friends than rivals.

On a Sunday I feel almost too scared to play,
Worrying that my mistake might lose us the game,
Then all the angry dads will start shouting,
And they'll all be cursing my name.

None of your children try to make such mistakes
We're desperate to make you feel Proud,
But all we need is friendly support,
Instead of this angry crowd. 

So dad, please let us play that game,
In the friendly atmosphere that we'd all like,
And take a look at what you'd rather do, 

Be little adults playing football, or
Big children having fights?

Poem by James Douglas