Friday Night Lights
Sweat rolls down my
Face
Five seconds left
Down a touchdown
Without an extra point
We have the ball
Crowd is wild
We’re going to win,
We’re going to go
To state
My team and I
Have it in the bag
No need to worry
“One, two. Hut.”
The ball is thrown
To me
Caught it
Running as fast as I can
Trip, fall but make it
“Touchdown.”
Friday night lights
Is what makes the
Game worth it.
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