A little plea to the ball

woman with red soccer ball

You tough sweetie pie you!
Ball, my serious quest.
When jesting in lonely night!
Kick – yes live it!
By Babylon’s towers!
Footballer you.
Absurd in all worlds.
Ball between distress and swearing.
Footballer oh so deflowered.


Yes, I had no better idea for a post today, so another poem created with the German poem generator Poetron, and I even translated it! (Really quite verbatim, actually.) And I hope you like the photo (by Lev Dolgatshjov – Fotolia.com).


  1. E

    Tolles Mädel würde ich sagen. Da ist mir der Ball egal. lol

  2. M

    Welches Gedicht? ::D:

  3. c

    Ein tolles Mädel kann auch von einem schlechten Gedicht ablenken…

    Welches Gedicht?

    Eben. Das Gedicht, das ich da reinkopiert habe, bevor ich die Idee mit dem Mädel hatte. ::D:

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