I step up to the plate
My bat in my hand.
The most confident person in the world!
the ball comes in ;
I hit it high and deep.
The ball flies with the brids.
Suddenly gravity rips the ball over the
fence to the ground
As my teammates cheer.
I feel a sense of joy!
Rounding third, my team's cheer fade out,
And I can only
My bat in my hand.
The most confident person in the world!
the ball comes in ;
I hit it high and deep.
The ball flies with the brids.
Suddenly gravity rips the ball over the
fence to the ground
As my teammates cheer.
I feel a sense of joy!
Rounding third, my team's cheer fade out,
And I can only
1 comment:
You didn't even complete this poem. The last line is unfinished. I'm guessing you tried to copy this from some place.
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