Basketball's my favorite sport.
I dribble up and down the court.
The ball goes bouncing above my toes
and I hope I will ever be with the pro's.
He stumbles back and grabs his nose
and hits the wall and down he goes.
The other players stop and stare.
They've never heard the teacher swear.
With no one scoring anymore.
I grab the ball. I shoot. I score.
I love this game! It's so much fun.
Coaches cry, but we have won!
And there's no telling if I'm done.
good job keep up the good work
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