Foul Shot

Swish. Bang, Dribble. Shot.
Crane my neck up at the hoop.
Girp the ball, it will not droop.
Put my feet on the line.
Oh please go in ball of mine.
Hands in positon.
Watch my vison.
Defense ready.
Box out go.
Offense ready to put on a show.
Okay defense go, go, go.
Swish. Bang. Dribble. Shot.
Oh please don't worry the ball was caught.
Rebound now.
Hold your ground.
Braids whip.
The ball dips.
In it goes.
Swish. You know.
Fans cheer.
Defense veers.
Jerseys bunch.
Elbows crunch.
Don't get cought.
Foul Shot.
 
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A Sports Person

VT

16 years old

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