The days start to get shorter
The seasons end is nearing
Trophies still to find a home
Amid tumultuous cheering.
The sound of leather on willow
The heat of sun on skin
Players in their cricket whites
Ever hopeful of a win.
The colder winds are blowing
The disappointment of rain delay
Crowding into the Long Room
Praying for some play
The days are getting cooler
The truth?, they've not been too hot
But I'd still make my way to cricket
Sun, rain, snow, the lot!
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