She writes a review in a limerick
about the seam and the snick.
She looked into the window.
On the sill was a tiny sparrow.
She captured it with a smart click.
She refreshed the sports page,
the final result she tried to guage.
Days such as these are hard to come by.
"Could the match end in a tie ?"
The match was gripping at that stage.
It was a thrilling seesaw ride.
Fifty - Fifty for each side.
Duck and Lewis came into play.
Cricket was the winner today.
For the top slot, two teams vied.
Today's match was pretty close.
Day after's outcome no one knows.
The finish was nail biting.
Proteas were again choking.
They walked back in tiptoes.
The match was evenly placed.
A beat skipped, hearts raced.
The Vettori look is the in thing.
Grant Elliot pulled a hamstring.
A target of 298 the Kiwis chased.
The streets wore a deserted look.
Nobody was on Facebook.
Eyes were glued to the screen.
Curtains were closing in on CWC15
