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School is now over, and I have nothing to do But I know I have a basketball game at 2 What team should I play for what team should I choose I have to think fast cause the deadline is soon Should I dribble, pass, shoot, or timeout But there are no timeouts in this new life I am in In the real world you don’t get a break to think You do what you do, and live with the consequence I go to study hall to practice a lot with my shoot So far the results are good, cause my 3’s are through the roof 2pointers and 1pointers are not expectable for what I do You may have thought this poem was cute But it really had nothing to do with basketball What the poem was really about, you chose Cause your brain infers on what you do…
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