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Final Four
September 25, 2007
First five minutes, and we are already down,
No one is smiling, we all have a frown.
By the half time, we have all committed a crime,
Our break is over and our coach has talked,
We all said some things and then we walked.
The referee blew the whistle,
And she hit the ball like a missile.
She ripped a shot, and missed,
She was so mad she clinched her fist.
We all sighed,
But kept our heads held high.
Last five minutes and we are still down,
The game is finally over and we all still have a frown.
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