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Poem About Soccer, One Look
As I stand on that muddy grass field,
The roar of the cheering crowds
Is all I seem to hear.
No specific voices, its all just a blur
The only person I really notice,
Is the yelling of ..........
The roar of the cheering crowds
Is all I seem to hear.
No specific voices, its all just a blur
The only person I really notice,
Is the yelling of ..........
Bull Riding, What Would I Do?
When you leave on Sunday's to go get on that bull,
and everyone thinks "oh that's seems so cool"
I'm home thinking of the possibility,
Of a very terrible injury.
What would I do if I lost ..........
and everyone thinks "oh that's seems so cool"
I'm home thinking of the possibility,
Of a very terrible injury.
What would I do if I lost ..........
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For The Good Of The Game, Not In Vain
If you can get an equalizer with 10 men,
If you can take the shot and forget your pain,
not all you went through was in vain,
If you can use the ground to your advantage in the hard ..........
If you can take the shot and forget your pain,
not all you went through was in vain,
If you can use the ground to your advantage in the hard ..........
When I Dance
When I Dance
It is like I am in
A Dream.
My feet lead my heart
And I am on a cloud.
A cloud of Dreams
The music sways me
My feet lead me
I am in a ..........
It is like I am in
A Dream.
My feet lead my heart
And I am on a cloud.
A cloud of Dreams
The music sways me
My feet lead me
I am in a ..........
Texas Hold'Em
Five straight hours in a battle of minds,
only two are left
that are waiting to shine.
The dealing is done,
and now it’s time for bet number one.
As both experts stare a blank one ..........
only two are left
that are waiting to shine.
The dealing is done,
and now it’s time for bet number one.
As both experts stare a blank one ..........
Cricket, The Road To Victory
In a land of dreams
A little boy
With a stick of wood
His scrawny arms
They swing to shoot.
In a country full
Of hopeful hearts
They stand as one
In whatever else
They ..........
A little boy
With a stick of wood
His scrawny arms
They swing to shoot.
In a country full
Of hopeful hearts
They stand as one
In whatever else
They ..........
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