We won’t be Defeated

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The ball flew hard,
Landed on a yellow card.
The coach could care less,
when our teams are in a mess.
Whom only cares about SAS,
when they didn’t try their best.
That’s not fair and we know it,
but we can’t wait for their candles to lit.
We strive to do out best, and win back our nest.
We know we can win,
and trash them in the bin.
Because, we know it,
we need it,
we want it
and we won’t be,
defeated.

This poem was written/submitted by echinn =P.

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