Perfect game

May 18, 2012
By Anonymous

Twenty seven up. Twenty seven down.
Look at how he swung.
I made him look like a clown.
Ball in my hand, I shut them down.
I do what I can to make their coach frown.
The game is over, in a sea of teammates I drown.
Twenty seven up. Twenty seven down.



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