There I was, trying to play football;
Thought I was good, tried to win it all.
So I bought me studs and some gloves;
Tried to do what a goalkeeper does.
And there I stood beside the goal-post,
Sure that I was good, better than most.
When the ball came I dived to the right;
Saved the ball as I was in mid-flight.
But that's not all, there's more you see,
I also got a sprain, and a bruised knee!
So here I am now, writing this story,
With sprained fingers I cringe in agony.
It was just practice with no referee,
But I sure do wish that I wasn't me!