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Spirit of Sport

Spirit of Sport It was that one day Where the team can't play Then you join To score a point You start to celebrate But then you just get baked But then the game changes U join the game And loose all the shame U dont earn the fame Although it can be tamed Then move your foot And be able to shoot You tame the fame And win the game Don't think of it Just do it.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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