Please don't curse the boy down there,
He is my son you see.
He's
only just a boy you know,
He means a lot to me.
I did not raise my son dear fan,
For you to call him names.
He may
not be a super-star,
It's just a high school game.
So please don't curse those boys down there,
They do the best they
can.
They never tried to lose a game.
They're boys and you're a man.
The game belongs to them you see,
You are just a guest.
They do not
need a fan like you,
They need the very best.
If you have nothing nice to say,
Please leave the boys alone,
And if
you have no manners,
Why don't you stay home.
So please don't curse those boys down there,
Each one's his parents'
son.
Win. lose or tie, you see.
To us they're "NUMBER ONE"
-Anonymous |
