This Work Is A Torture On The

Soccer Is A Feast For The Eyes That Watch It And A Joy For The Body That Plays It

A Pretty Move, For The Love Of God.

This Work Is A Torture On The Rump But A Joy To The Heart.

The Ball Laughs, Radiant, In The Air. He Brings Her Down, Puts Her To Sleep, Showers Her With Compliments, Dances With Her, And Seeing Such Things Never Before Seen His Admirers Pity Their Unborn Grandchildren Who Will Never See Them.

From The Weak Nations' Point Of View, It Is Better If There Are Many Powerful Countries Then If There Are Just A Few. The More Concentrated Is Power, The Fewer Opportunities There Are To Move. Space For Change, Space For Freedom To Implement Change Is Then Very Narrow; Very Small.