Two shots and this ball is on fire
I asked you to shoot,
But you said
Make the goal higher
It’s not the win that you’re after
But the art of the sport
Will the goal be the master
Or are you playing for art?
Three shots, finish
I think you might win
But, I see how you hand me the ball
With a grin
Is this some kind of dance
Or are you playing a part
How do I know if I’ll score
Yet another broken heart
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