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In these boots (Free verse) by http://David Bowman

In these boots I kicked a ball I ran, I dashed, I slipped, I crashed, I fowled, I scowled, I scored, I roared. In these boots I won the game and now that I have got great fame but in the end I must confess I got a red card and went off to dress!

Jeremi B. Handrinos 9-Nov-03/5:00 AM
Is that the equivilant to American expressing away your life to deabth?




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