Ballad of Benched Baller

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Travel  |  House: Booksie Classic
The sad conclusion of a souful baller's career.

Submitted: July 09, 2013

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Throwing jersey's out to the crowd.

Draggin' down your team.

The helpless little man 

With the master plan

Who's always got something to say.

 

 

The coach's hanging around the court now

Waiting for his baller to call.

I saw him down in alley, having had enough of it all.

 

Said you can slam what you want to

Whenever you want to.

You can dunk when you want to

There's no one to stop you.

 

All slam and spite

You dunk all night

And dribble every day.

 

A sad Baller with only hours to go

Just waiting to retire today.

Getting onto the back of the court now

For one last B-Ball game.

 

Watching the charade

With ball point eyes

Full of fadeaway anger.

 

You can slam what you want to 

Whenever you want to.

You can dunk when you want to

There's no one to stop you.

 

Now you can slam what you want to

Whenever you want to...

 

Though it doesn't mean a thing, benched baller.


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