Seven Poetry

There were seven siblings,
Playing soccer in a yard,
The oldest slipped but scored,
Even though she did not rap it hard,
Danielle rolled around laughing,
Because Ben let the oldest score,
Desi let the ball fling,
Lyle almost blundered but kicked it to Tim,
Tim did a summersalt and thumped it with his heel,
Caleb flipped, collided then scored,
So it was a huge deal.