Sonnet 18
Soccer is our sport
We are one team
With all the support
We live our dream
I pull up my sock
I scratch my chin
There is not much time on the clock
She is going to throw in
Someone in the crowd screams ‘shoot’
So I aimed for the top bin
I hit it hard with my right foot
that’s our strategy to win
To get through the wall
You have to kick the bal
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