Forward We March
By jfarrell
My third day of work was Wembley,
I don’t know how many were there;
Being part of a crowd of several thousand,
It may be normal for some;
I get nervous with just one other person present.
Like the Roman Legion of old,
We marched several paces forward; then stopped.
Several paces forward, then wait for several minutes;
Then forward we march…
The building to our right,
I don’t know if it was flats or hotel;
People looking out of windows,
To watch an army of fans march.
And the one wierdo, naked,
Watching us with binoculars;
Same crazy people live among us.