**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 missed passes,
As we forgive those who T-bone against us,
And lead us not into tap outs,
And deliver us from punctures,
For thine is the court,
The mallet and the disc wheel,
Forever and ever,
**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 missed passes,
As we forgive those who T-bone against us,
And lead us not into tap outs,
And deliver us from punctures,
For thine is the court,
The mallet and the disc wheel,
Forever and ever,
POLO!
i like this poem.
good luck with the tourney.
i will get down at some stage.