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8 février

my Suns: can I pick a winner!?

  Can I pick
                        a winner!?
                   Mitt then McCain
                (because I'm a sinner?)
             but what drives me insane
          is the team with this name:
 
   
        my team ain't beginners
         just not winners
           they've had their runs
              I'm mad when they lose
                 like you tried to
                    take away my guns
 
                     new Suns shine
                  while old ones fade
    so much talent, not enough baskets made
 
not through the hoop!?...for what they're paid!?
                          
         the heart of the Suns is Amare
                  ...but I'm sorry
 
               now the old pros
                 show how it goes
                   Grant Hill and Shaq
                      lead the attack
                        it happened so fast
                          The Blurr came back...
 
 
                             In battle loss occurs
                              
                                   
                              tell it to the Spurs!
 
 
1 mai

from the drum

 
O. J  and Wright
bring to light
Race War fears
if you are white
 
If you are white
you blend with a cloud
part of a lynch mob
gagging the loud
 
It's black and white
clear as a game
winners and losers
never the same
 
Betters follow
the course of the game
Not for a thrill
to conquer and rename
Socialist Republic
or Islamic State
born of a Race War
ends race debate
 
When we take it back
to 68'
 
Was MLK really great?
 
 
 
3 mai

Don't Mess With The Suns Or They Don't Spit In The NBA

The Suns game
like music it flows
A brilliant ensemble
of virtuosos
When Amare, Nash, Marion, Jr. and The Blur
get set
slammin' and jammin'
like The Miles Davis Quintet
Turn away for a moment
and miss a beautiful play
that adds to the drama
of the battle that day
The charge is relentless
like Coltrane on fire
High energy flowing
right down to the wire
 
Baseball's a bore
for me hard to sit
and watch a paunchy pitcher
who keeps stopping to spit
By the end of the game
the field must be wet
That's my impression
the hits I forget
In Hoops there's four quarters
of impassioned play
For Baseball watch the highlights
for all that happened that day
Take out the spitting
and adjusting of jock
There's about 15 seconds of hard action
on the clock
Baseball's a game for people to play
Fun in the park
not like The NBA
So give your best shot
make your best throws
Don't mess with my SUNS
Now Kobe knows