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A Game of Basketball

Just a spectator off on the sideline watching with anticipation of a win, more or less in time, the ball dribbles down along the maple wooden floor it slaps the court and scurries on to score, the hands' clap and voices shout loud and both cheers and boos are heard, ashamed and proud; the crowd stands up, some remain seated as the cheerleaders sing out repeated - some saying go, go, go others yelling no, no, no; but in this game, there is no tie with winners and losers left to laugh or cry; it's how you play the game they say some cheat openly while others fairly play, some display truths unfurled free throws others elbow twists, bends, turn fast away then slow; in every case, the coach and referee can see just where the best shots taken could be. We watch, we wait, not playing in the game just observers holding back our exclaim until the call is made and the winner is named and losers hang their heads in shame.

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Date: 2/6/2020 11:14:00 AM
Hi DM. I like basketball. I played in high school. It is a shame anyone would cheat. Good poem :)
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