basketball poem
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I used to be
weak.
But now I am
strong.
I was
angry,
frustrated,
defeated.
But you helped me
to prevail
Dear basketball,
The long dreadful sweaty prctices make me tired
Shoot sprint, shoot sprint makes you restless but
Knowing it worth it when the clock is expired
Creates the best feeling ever in your gut.
To pass, or not to pass. That is the question:
Whether tis nobler in the mind to suffer a turnover of poor fortune
Or to take arms against the defense
And by opposing score? To give: to pass;
Basketball, the best game,
full of fun and energy,
is played with a hoop and court
people every second dunking on the hoop
is fun and energetic and played worldwide,
