Broadway market polo court

I managed to kill the final few minutes at work. Now let's go!

Our Polo
Which art in London,
Hallowed be thy game,
Thy Championship come,
Thy League be done,
In Hackney as it is in Peckham.
Give us this day our daily throw-in
And forgive us our foot-downs,
As we forgive those who tap-out against us,
And lead us not into grass polo,
And deliver us from punctures,
For thine is the mallet,
The T-shirt and the disc wheel,
Forever and ever,

POLO!

That has to be a t-shirt right there. Can someone photochop it onto scroll or summat.
This makes me happy.