Victory Is Ours
His name is Peter and he has his cool name,
His name is Michael who has all wealth of fame.
They've met together in a one ball game,
Peter and Michael are awesomely good and the same.
They exchanged hot shots like things were getting cooler,
Half quarter was disappointing like they were almost loser.
Echo screams of crowd were raging like a fire burning.
Movements of flash were tremendously scorching.
Michael was so loud to get his victory,
Peter was an underdog to get things swiftly.
Game of chances can change someone’s ill fate,
Believe in Him and keep that good sincere faith.
Peter scored so high and he all got his record.
Michael gradually lowers his flag like a dropping sick sword.
Victory is ours because we own this game!
Peter gets well because he wasn't tamed.
Copyright © Lei Strauss | Year Posted 2015
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