Summer’s Supreme Sport (In Limerick Form)
by cricketjeff on April 15, 2018. © Jeff Green, All rights reserved
All wet dreary weather’s a bummer,
In Winter I’m sure to be glummer
But now I wear smiles –
While a perfect day whiles
Away to the sounds of the summer.
The crack of fine willow on leather,
When white flannelled fools get together.
There’s now nothing to fear
Proper cricket is here
And my mood is as light as a feather.
English