When thoughts form poetry: I'd rather play...

Thursday, October 6, 2005

I'd rather play...

...Basketball Because when I steal his balls then they're mine to score and he'll be running after me instead of shrinking at the door If he goes to shoot, and I block him out I'll be driving up his key, he won't be driving me home It's a non contact sport with a whole lot of touch but if I hit him... Sign in to see full entry.

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