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The King
Shall I compare myself to my king,
My humble lord Lebron,
With his 4 rings,
His Lakers jersey he dawns,
With his shot point average so high,
The world without him,
I would surely die,
His time all spent training in the gym,
His team now weak,
His Time nearly past,
He acts so meek,
I’m not sure how long I will last,
His eyes still looking towards the future,
With his son he still must nurture
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John Wadsworth
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