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Game #1

This is the one time I need to score a goal
The hardest to get this girl,
Take her to Lex and cross
Street 86, the size of a Christmas mass.
What am I doing? Is
she upset, would she get mad over this?
But I think she likes when I score an upper 90.
Now she thinks of me as all mighty
But then she goes bald with mean scissors
And the tables have turned as a geyser
Blows everything backwards like a unicycle.
Now she is mad and we are in a battle,
So along she gets her friend Chip
… I better hide myself in a ditch.




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