Extreme Basketball
ball slams hard against the floor
running fast so I can score
players try to steal the ball
sharp turn, they slam into the wall
coach is screaming plays out loud
we score a point, he’s very proud
Ref. gives the ball to the other team
they want to score, but we’re too extreme
whistle blows and the game starts
we whizz around the court like darts
too fast for anyone to catch
I think I know who will win the match
I get the ball and run down the court
but I have to pull short
two girls block my way
but I won’t let them ruin my day
I fake left then right
when they realize I’m out of sight
I push the ball high in the air
And cross my fingers it’ll get there
And as you can bet,
I got nothing but net!
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