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Football


The sweat, the lights

the crowds, the fights

the noise, the cheering

the inzone is nearing

the money, the fame

the glory, the shame

broken  bones showing

the enregy flowing

the running, fast

the score, your last 

 

The grass, the paint

im winning, you aint 

close game, dont quit

loser balance get hit

the pads, the clashing

the speed, the bashing

the crowd, the roaring

the excitment of scoring

the sidelines, the refs

the panting of breathes

 

the helmets, the hitting

the crowd never sitting

the kickers, the punting

the players all grunting

the jumping, the diving

the cheerleaders thriving

the cleats, the throwing

the scores are growing

the highlights, the name

the glory of the game

 

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