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Friday, April 2, 2010

My first Poem.........The Transformation

My cricket coach was really mad,
Which made players very sad,
Omg....what a game we had,
we were really bad.

Our jersey was deep red,
our captain was so dead,
We all think,
that we stink.

But one Sunday we won,
and the pace was done,
And we did celebrate,
As we thought we were great.

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