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Ball is life


Ball is life as you all know.

I play it in the spring time and in the snow.

Without basketball I have no place to go.

I rather play ball than shoot and arrow or bow

Ball is life as you can see

It is the most important thing to me

Without basketball who knows where i would be

Probably somewhere hanging upside down in a tree

Ball is life and that all I need.

It's all a part of my good deed

Without basketball I wouldn't know where to start

Because basketball is the key to my heart

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