Author’s Note: I started this one in August, nearly finished it, but then started running and biking again, so I didn’t get to the sauna at the gym much for a bit. Having decided to go to the sauna after a weightlifting session at home, I’ve finally finished this sauna sonnet.
Amidst cheers and jeers galore, foot cocked back
To make Newtons and kilopascals meet.
Aim and power, trajectory complete,
Foot releases to gain the goal they lack.
Perchance 'tis football, soccer, or rugby
Fills your mind? If so, from violence refrain,
I implore; please don't let your mates mug me.
When I explain, your laughter please contain.
As you may imagine, the ball went in
The wrong goal, not by wrong trajectory.
It was block inelastic that sent in,
He failed to compute the stuff vector, see.
It was but a simple game of foosball,
And object blocked might have been a goofball.
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