With bated breath, we wait.
cars are beeping,
cheers erupting,
Down to the pub we go,
Come on England,
bring it home!
This was an impromptu poem about the atmosphere in London whenever England plays. Its amazing really – everyone is hopeful and happy. Cars beep and the pubs are full to burstling with some real die hard fans.
Anyway, I am off to watch the match. Let’s hope England brings it home this year.