Bowling Competition
There was bowling
Competition this early morn
All eight lanes were
In use, competitors worn
The games were tied
The competition tense
One lane after another
Were the pins all hit
Occasionally there would be a break
When the racker slacked at his job
Then all pins would be hit
Really, really hard
Rocky being terrified by all the noise
Jumps into my lap wanting peace restored
No way can he understand
There are some things only God can control
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