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The Legendary Baller


He’s tall, he’s hairy, he’s number 4

Pass him the ball and we’re sure to score

Sasquatch is on our team

He makes all the girls scream

He has everyone looking at the scoreboard

And thinking he’s a lord

Standing out there with the ball

He makes everything look so small

Too bad he’s a senior 

Because he’s such a good leader 

At his last game 

Everyone will cheer his name

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