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Soccer is the sport Which my heart belongs to Kicking a ball into a goal Under a sky so blue Yesterday a game Was played quite nicely Until the end When we became less feisty A kickoff to start The beginning of the game Not many spectators As it's not of fame Trying to get the ball Like a good player should I get backhanded in the face Hard Knocked to the ground as I should The refs call no fouls As they favor the other team It made me so mad Since my lip had begun to bleed Further into the game The ball comes towards me Nails me in the stomach Making me want to scream The halftime whistle blows We get off the field To go over the game plan And take a time to chill Getting back on the field Determined to tie the game We get the kickoff The ball our claim So ways into the game Another player crashes into me I fall to the ground in pain Because I twisted my knee I'm taken off the field Another player goes in my place But it didn't really matter The game was over with grace It wasn't our best game But we've certainly had worse Next time we'll score And hopefully, no one will get hurt
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Mar 1, 2018
Mar 1, 2018 at 1:30 PM UTC
Bad Game
Soccer is the sport Which my heart belongs to Kicking a ball into a goal Under a sky so blue Yesterday a game Was played quite nicely Until the end When we became less feisty A kickoff to start The beginning of the game Not many spectators As it's not of fame Trying to get the ball Like a good player should I get backhanded in the face Hard Knocked to the ground as I should The refs call no fouls As they favor the other team It made me so mad Since my lip had begun to bleed Further into the game The ball comes towards me Nails me in the stomach Making me want to scream The halftime whistle blows We get off the field To go over the game plan And take a time to chill Getting back on the field Determined to tie the game We get the kickoff The ball our claim So ways into the game Another player crashes into me I fall to the ground in pain Because I twisted my knee I'm taken off the field Another player goes in my place But it didn't really matter The game was over with grace It wasn't our best game But we've certainly had worse Next time we'll score And hopefully, no one will get hurt
This is about the soccer game my team and I had yesterday
StarsandMoon2
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Mar 1, 2018
Mar 1, 2018 at 1:30 PM UTC
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