The Greatest Goal
Today I scored the Greatest Goal the world has ever seen.
I really should describe it though, so you know what I mean.
I was here. They were there. They hoped to block my shot.
I just looked straight at the net. Just trying to find my spot.
The ball kept rolling up my way, about to meet my toe.
I was moving very fast, just set to let ‘er go.
I swung my foot. I closed my eyes. I felt a noisy POOF.
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The Greatest Goal
Today I scored the Greatest Goal the world has ever seen.
I really should describe it though, so you know what I mean.
I was here. They were there. They hoped to block my shot.
I just looked straight at the net. Just trying to find my spot.
The ball kept rolling up my way, about to meet my toe.
I was moving very fast, just set to let ‘er go.
I swung my foot. I closed my eyes. I felt a noisy POOF.
I think I really hit it well. A mighty, righty hoof.
Where had it gone, this soccer ball? I asked my buddy, Phil.
“It cleared the trees, went through some clouds and is climbing, higher still.”
The ball then went, towards the sun, ten miles in the air.
And hit a seagull eating fries, he’d bought from who knows where.
Then the ball, just darted left. To where it had come from
And struck a zebra selling cheese. Then hit a donkey’s bum.
And then it fell, into the bay, and met a ship, by chance.
And sailed for roughly seven days and ended up in France.
And at the dock, the ball rolled back and scurried through some feet.
And scared a dog, and met a frog who led it to the street.
It bounced three times, tore through a crowd, people all were smiles
Then bought a ticket, got on a train, and rode for ten more miles.
At that point I was slightly lost. What happened? Oh, I forget.
But somehow that small soccer ball, was now aboard a jet .
To see that ball, from off my foot, was really quite the thing
But on a jet? Without a pass? Third row, beside the wing.
And as it passed, right over us. The ball leaned out too far.
Rolled out the window, across the wing, then dropped onto a car.
The car was parked, beside the field. We heard a heavy PLUNK.
The soccer ball, from off that plane, had banged right off the trunk .
It hit the ref, who’s really tall. I think his name was Chet.
Bounced off a worm, and woke three birds, and rolled into the net.
The place was quiet. We all stood still. I, was quite the sight.
Although to be, quite honest here, I was aiming to the right.
But that’s the goal, I talk about. Everybody does.
The Greatest Goal, the world has seen. At least I think it was.
