The Curse of Achilles
I am the Curse of Achilles, I sleep all day and eat all night and even before I touch the
court my opponents are scared with fright for I am the Curse of Achilles. I dribble, I
block and dunk the ball while you just stare in fright and think thy name The Curse of
Achilles. The crowed cheers my name while you sweat in fear as I dribble up the court and
all you can hear is the crowed happily cheering " The Curse, The Curse, The Curse of
Achilles". You think it, you can't help it you even want to say it as she stares you in
the face The Curse The Curse The Curse of Achilles. I blow past you for I can smell your
fear and even see it on your face for I am The Curse of Achilles and I've got you in my
hands. Every time you hear my name it makes you scream and shout for I am The Curse of
Achilles and I scare you no doubt.
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