BAsketballA Poem by caitlin
We run up and down The court like monsters With a hard ball That hurts if it hits you When we score The crowed goes wild To tell you the truth It’s kinda fun When there’s 2 seconds left It seems slow motion The ball is thrown from half court Gonna be the winning shot Swoosh goes the ball Then comes the screams and cheers The teams shake hands They congratulate us As we shake the sweaty hands We say "good game" And yes we won the championship And got shiny trophies © 2008 caitlin |
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Added on August 22, 2008 |