Volleyball

Referees getting paid to guess
They always miss the mess
I jump to block, they callin’ net 
This always makes me so upset

One bad call makes us lose the game
The refs are always the one to blame
My coach yelling out loud
It sounds like a thundering cloud

The other team enjoying their time 
We going to get them back sometime
Coming home filled with sadness
I wish they could get rid of this madness
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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