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I came on in extra time in ‘66

my breasts bandaged in beneath my no.13 shirt

I felt secure as I danced in my dazzling whites

with the Cup -tampon-

sipped my champagne in the solitary shower

as the blood and soap suds mingled to pink

They sang my name

on the other side of the steam

came on too in the final gasps

of thr grand slam clincher

likewise, wiggled, weaved,

waved at the crowd

nursing the precious egg of the ball then flung myself

like breaking surf over the line

Minus a drummer

the gig was a bummer

in a beatle skirt,

mop topped, fringed to wink at Paul

the screams were lava as hot as sex

and every seat in the house was wet

John , Paul

George and Moi

It was one small step for

a man for Neil

and buried a box with a bottle of malt,

chocolates, Emily Dickinson poems

two of his boxes

over my chest

I felt the first kick - of my child;

whacked a century into the crowd

Motherhood then kept me busy

until my girl started school

and agreed on a whim to slim

to the weight of a boy

What I think

to myself is this…

And when I look back -

or my grandchildren ask me