My Thing
It's always been my thing,
Ever since the age of five,
I don't even need any bling,
To make this sport come alive.
Bowling is my favorite sport,
This I will never deny,
All I know will report,
Bowling makes me fly high.
Everybody loves bowling,
It can't go wrong,
There are no holes in it,
It doesn't take long.
So go bowling sometime,
You won't regret it,
It's not only mine,
But I do take the credit
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