A Poem By Brad Reese Named Basketball

My love for basketball is like a fire that never goes out,
Day in and day out, I'm always playing the game,
During game day i always have a route,
Everyday before the game I'm always doing the same.

It's like a job i play at full speed,
So long as you live for it, you must play for love of the game,
During basketbal you don't always get what you need,
Growing up with basketball was the only love i tame.

One day I plan to play college ball,
Growing up i play for fun with my friends,
After the eighth grade, i grew tall,
Deep down inside i know it's got to end,

The times when you lose aren't fun at all,
But deep down inside you know you've got next fall.

by Joah McLaughlin

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Nice poem... Thought provoking that leaves the reader with a lot uncertainty...
Reminds me of Jimmy Fallon when he shares inside jokes with the guest. I know it must be funny because both of them are laughing, and I would too if I got it.
Reminds me of Jimmy Fallon and his private jokes with his guest. What the hell are they talking about? I know it must be funny, but what is it?
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