It's a great day for a ball game; let's play two!
quote by Ernie Banks

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Kick Off Ball
Kick off ball,
Kick the ball to win the game!
But, with fair play.
Player,
Lyricist,
Arranger,
Keeper,
Composer,
Winner! !
But it was only yesterday that i found you;
And like the game ball in the land of your muse.
Face to face,
Again and again!
But pay and take it;
And, play the match to win the game! !
Play the ball,
Kick the ball,
And like the African Cup of Nations!
Race, ace, face, brace, mace, place, lace;
But words are things upon a thought,
And like something long lost! !
However, play the ball into the net to win the game.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis

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Ball Chain
Kill the lights
You and i
On the boat
Hypnotized
I look at you
You say to me
Im the lock, now
Youre the key.
Oh, its all the same
Just play the game
Carry the weight
Of this ball and chain
Save the lies
You and i
On the road to rationalize
You and I should never guess
You and I should never regret
Oh, its all the same
Just play the game
Carry the weight
Of this ball and chain
Of this ball and chain
Of this ball and chain
song performed by by Live

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Ball & Chain
kill the lights
You and i
On the boat
Hypnotized
I look at you
You say to me
"i'm the lock, now
You're the key."
Oh, it's all the same
Just play the game
Carry the weight
Of this ball and chain
Save the lies
You and i
On the road to rationalize
You and i should never guess
You and i should never regret
Oh, it's all the same
Just play the game
Carry the weight
Of this ball and chain
Of this ball and chain
Of this ball and chain
song performed by by Live

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The Game
On such an occasion,
Why do I say: 'Not Today'?
I don't refuse to play
But I don't like your game,
Isn't that clear?
The climate is not ready
When the conditions are only
That I accept the weather your way!
Forgive me if I don't accept
Your invitation to another round
But I would soon tear
The sticky net down
For it makes anything
To have two sides,
Attractive only to spiders and flies
And I want that curtain between us
Definitely to fall...
If it is up to me,
Boldly, I would drop
That invisible wall
And get rid of the nuisance
Once and for all...
It is as if I have an opponent
Serving me ball after ball
But I won't return them,
I want a recall! ...
I don't wish to continue the game,
The ball has dropped in my court, I see!
Do you wish me to throw it back?
And begin the same game again?
Yes, I may be a poor sportsman
But I am very bored
And I will not play this game
The same way anymore...
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poem by Romeo Della Valle

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Grand Rapids Cricket Club
In Grand Rapids is a handsome club,
Of men that cricket play,
As fine a set of skillful men
That can their skill display.
They are the champions of the West,
They think they are quite fine,
They've won a hundred honors well;
It is their most cunning design.
Brave Kelso, he's considered great,
Chief of the club he is found;
Great crowds he draws to see him bowl
The ball upon the ground.
And Mr. Follet is very brave,
A lighter player than the rest,
He got struck severe at the fair ground
For which he took a rest.
When Mr. Dennis does well play,
His courage is full great,
And accidents to him occur,
But not much, though, of late.
This ball play is a dangerous game,
Brave knights to play it though;
Those boys would be the nation's pride,
If they to war would go.
From Milwaukee their club did come,
With thoughts of skill at play,
But beat they was, and then went home --
Had nothing more to say.
Grand Rapids club that cricket play,
Will soon be known afar,
Much prouder do the members stand,
Like many a noble star.
poem by Julia A Moore

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Pick Up Game First One To 11 By 1's
fOR ME TO WIN IT HAS TO BE SOMETHING IN IMPORTANT.
WHY DOES HE HAS RUBBER BANDS ON HIS ARMS, THAT QUESTION SHALL BE DISCOVER AS YOU GROW WE THE GAME.
ILL STOLE IT THREE TIME IN ONE GAME, HES A BIG MAN BUT THE SCORE 7-11, COME MY PEPS DONT LET ME IMPRESS YOU INN FRONT YOUR PEOPLE, THAT COULD BEEN ON A HIGHLIGHT REEL
GETTING SHUT OUT IN GAME TO 11 YOU KNOW HE'S NOT GOING GET A NOTHING GAME.
tHE GAME OF BASKETBALL IS ALL ABOUT RESPECT,
THE ULTRAMENT RESPECT IS TO GIVE NO RESPECT,
WHEN IT COME TO THE GAME OF BASKETBALL.
thats how you gain respect! ! ! !
AND IM HURT AND STILL TOOK YOUR MAN GAME YOU TELL ME WAS WE PLAY TO A ELEVEN OR WAS I JUST TAKE YOU SCHOOL.
talking about running the city, we talk about that later after your lesson
BECAUSE IF IT WAS A GAME FULL COURT FIVE ON FIVE AND IT GAME BASE ON STRAGTEY NOT SKILL WHO DO YOU THINK WOULD WIN.
RESPECT IS GIVING WHEN YOU SHOW IT, CHECK IS IN,
BALL PLAY.
poem by Louis Borgo

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Libra
Libra, take my eyes from me
Oh libra, make me blind so that I can see
Everyones dreamin of a truth to be
Everyones changin channels on a big tv
Oh libra, like a balance
Time tried to hold her, tried to tie her down
But I beat the clock,
Now the balance makes my world go round,
Oh libra, like a balance
Libra, my love
Libra, my love...
Ball and chain
Kill the lights
You and i
On the boat
Hypnotized
I look at you,
You say to me
Im the lock, now
Youre the key
Its all the same
Just play the game
Carry the weight
Of this ball and chain
Save the lies
You and i
On the road to rationalize
You and I should never guess
You and I should never regret
Its all the same
Just play the game
Carry the weight
Of this ball and chain
This ball and chain
This ball and chain...
song performed by by Live

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Pinball Cha Cha
Welcome
In lucys bar
Hey you gentlemen over there
Come on closer
See me play
The sensational game
Its the only thing Ive got in my life
And I play it every day
And, well, believe it or not,
Its just... pinball
And for me its
Claro que si
Claro que si
Come, come close to me
I tell you man you will see
Im like happy tree
Come close and then you will see
Every ball for mes another game
For you this always looks the same
Every ball for mes another game
For you this always looks the same
Hey you, man you watch me
Might be right I am a fool
But man why dont you tell me
If you know a better tool
All the gates are lit
This is very good for me
Its like a kiss
Watch out man and you will see
Now all lights are on
Believe me man that I have won
I know for you this doesnt look a lot
For me this is the only thing I got
I really couldnt care less
If you take me a for a fool
I know you couldnt show me
Any better tool
Oy oy oy
I like my toy
Claro que si
Is yes for sure
Oy oy oy
I like my toy
A knack inside
I win another game
I press the button and its not the same
song performed by by Yello

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Pinball Cha Cha
Welcome
In lucys bar
Hey you gentlemen over there
Come on closer
See me play
The sensational game
Its the only thing Ive got in my life
And I play it every day
And, well, believe it or not,
Its just... pinball
And for me its
Claro que si
Claro que si
Come, come close to me
I tell you man you will see
Im like happy tree
Come close and then you will see
Every ball for mes another game
For you this always looks the same
Every ball for mes another game
For you this always looks the same
Hey you, man you watch me
Might be right I am a fool
But man why dont you tell me
If you know a better tool
All the gates are lit
This is very good for me
Its like a kiss
Watch out man and you will see
Now all lights are on
Believe me man that I have won
I know for you this doesnt look a lot
For me this is the only thing I got
I really couldnt care less
If you take me a for a fool
I know you couldnt show me
Any better tool
Oy oy oy
I like my toy
Claro que si
Is yes for sure
Oy oy oy
I like my toy
A knack inside
I win another game
I press the button and its not the same
song performed by by Yello

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Croquet by Moonlight
On a moonlight evening, in the month of May,
A number of young people were playing at croquet,
They mingled together, the bashful with the gay,
And had a pleasant time and chat, while playing at croquet.
CHORUS:
This play they call croquet, croquet,
This play they call croquet,
It is amusement for the young,
This play they call croquet.
On that pleasant evening, the moon shone clear and bright,
And every heart among that crowd was filed with great delight.
It was a merry party, for lady Dell was there
Her merry laugh above the rest was heard by all, so fair.
CHORUS: This play, etc.
She was the belle that evening, admired by great and small,
And all the boys liked to play with the girl and blue ball.
She was a splendid player, so lively and so gay,
For she was skilled in playing that pleasant game croquet.
CHORUS: This play, etc.
Two young men among them, that loved this pretty Dell;
Although I write about them, their names I will not tell.
They were fine young fellows, so bashful, and yet so gay;
They tried to beat the girl that with the blue ball play.
CHORUS: This play, etc.
Ah! with those handsome fellows, Dell thought she'd have some fun,
"The one of you that'll catch me, may see me safely home."
The play began in earnest, between those fine young men,
To catch the girl with the blue ball, was impossible for them.
CHORUS: This play, etc.
She went around the play-ground, so full of life and gay,
She left them at the farther arch, so she beat them at croquet.
It was late that evening, and as I went away,
I know not how they came out, in that pleasant game, croquet.
CHORUS: This play, etc.
So croquet by moonlight is pleasant, as you see,
For business cares were laid aside, in that little company.
So playing at croquet, croquet, so playing at croquet,
It is amusement for the young folks, this play of croquet.
poem by Julia A Moore

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A Game We Shouldnt Play
(m&l - deris)
Do you believe in fate or chances
Design or coincidences
Would you say that all the people
Live their life for good and evil
Some have reached the end of patience
Start to play with gods creation
They know you
Control you
In a game we shouldnt play
Corrupt your heart
And make you part
Of a game we shouldnt play
We run blind
In a game we shouldnt play
Its all a game we shouldnt play
If we shall die now it will happen
If were good well come to heaven
If we shall live it will be so
End your life and youll see limbo
All is fixed and predetermined
Only time will stretch new sins
He loves you
Alarms you
Of a game we shouldnt play
He tells your heart
To stay apart
From a game we shouldnt play
We run blind
In a game we shouldnt play
Its that kind of game we shouldnt play
Manipulations on the genes
Nuclear contaminated seeds
Clone of the clone in the breeders zone
Its a game
A game we shouldnt play
We run blind
In a game we shouldnt play
Its that kind of game we shouldnt play
song performed by by Helloween

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No Right To Say What Is Unfair
If someone introduces a game to play,
It becomes their game to play.
And if one is seduced to play along,
They have no right to say what is unfair.
With a benefit there to correct and protect them.
And if there is going to be any changing of rules,
The creator of the game introduced will win.
In some circles this is called common sense.
If someone introduces a game to play,
It becomes their game to play.
And the playing of it will be to their benefit that's it.
Since the game of choice introduced to seduce,
Was not implemented...
For the creator of it to lose.
It is very rare one chooses to introduce a game,
To have it played for the purpose of their losing.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Know The Game Of Life
A rich man built up a stadium,
In a ground to play every game.
On the day of inauguration,
There was a big congregation.
It was a show of football match
A pleasure for them to watch
Both the teams played well
Kicking forward the football.
The rich man's father,
An illiterate old villager,
Who was the chief guest
Kept his face in utter disgust.
At the end he asked his son
Why each player wasn't given
A ball each to avoid their run
Between goals for that ball one?
A sorry figure, his son kept
At his father, a man ignorant
Of the rules of the game,
What a shame to his name?
Yes, knowledge is essential
For anyone to enjoy the thrill
Lest, in the game of life, he will
Be like a two legged bull.
poem by Rajaram Ramachandran

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God Works in Circle
a ball lover
is our god
a soccer player
he is
the whole universe
his field
the planets,
the stars,
our earth
all shuttling
through space
like balls
shove from
one corner
to the other
our heads,
our eyes,
the balls
that the gods
give us
to play
all
the games
in his world
the moon
in its
lunar journey
round and round
good and bad
too come
in a circle
what goes around
comes around
kindness begets kindness
do bad and
it comes back
in a circle
cos our god
is a lover of
a ball game
start walking anywhere
in the universe
and you get back
to your own place
cos our god
loves the circle game
the circle game
the circle game
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo

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The Games Being Played Today
The games being played today,
Are are old as those used...
By the kid who refuses,
Others to play ball in the schoolyard.
IF he doesn't get his way.
And as those stand by to watch one confident,
And prepared to hit homeruns...
The one who has let others use his equipment,
Will take all of it away and threaten to run...
To ensure even his own team will be defeated.
If his way isn't eventually pleased.
'What are you doing?
Are you nuts? '
~That's my ball and that's my bat.
And if you all had realized that...
I'd be the one to be the focus of your praise.~
'But why should we all suffer,
Because you want 'him' seen the one defeated?
We all came out here to play ball...together.'
~But does he have to brag about what he can do? ~
'We all have done that.
And you have done that before too!
But the others kids who are here to see us play,
Could care less who equipment is used.
To delay or stop the game we came to play.'
~But I am the one who wants to be seen as the winner.
Not him.~
'Your misdeed is perceived as unfortunate.
Since your actions have left no one interested.'
~I don't care.
You all hate me because my family is rich.
Well...
We did pay our taxes!
And I know it.~
'What?
What on Earth are your talking about, Skip? '
~I know what's been said behind my back.
I'm not the one here who is stupid.~
'Prove it.'
~What is the reality of 'our' relationship? ~
'Skip...
You are making absolutely no sense.'
~Prove it.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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That's My Story And I'm Sticking To It
Kindergarten
King of excuses
Sister Mary Mojo so hard to trick
What can I say
Dog ate my homework
I could play the game
They love me anyway
Alibis, angles and tales from the tropics
Come to my mind so easy and quick
Spacemen from Mars stole all of my money
But I could play the game
They love me just the same
Chorus:
That's my story and I'm stickin' to it
That's my life and all that I've got
Call me a liar, call me a writer
Believe me or not
Believe me or not
Women always know before you tell them
The younger girls so easy to trick
What's that word? I think I'm eccentric
But I can play the game
They love me anyway
Revelations
Love when they happen
Wizards and lizards I choose and I pick
In a hundred years this all won't matter
How you play the game
They love you just the same
Chorus:
That's my story and I'm stickin' to it
That's my life and all that I've got
Call me a liar, call me a writer
Believe me or not
Believe me or not
I will play the game
I will stay the same
I will play the game
Believe me or not
Chorus:
That's my story and I'm stickin' to it
That's my life and all that I've got
Call me a liar, call me a writer
Believe me or not
Believe me or not
Chorus:
That's my story and I'm stickin' to it
That's my life and all that I've got
Call me a liar, call me a writer
Believe me or not
Believe me or not
I will play the game (I will play the game)
I will stay the same (I will stay the same)
I will play the game (I will play the game)
Again and again (again) and again
I will play the game (I will play the game)
I will stay the same (I will stay the same)
I will play the game (I will play the game)
Again and again (and again
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett

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Price To Play
Fail to see
how destructive we can be
taking without giving back
'til the damage can be seen
can you see?
can you see?
The more you take
The more you blame
But everything still feels the same
The more you hurt
The more you strain
The price you pay to play to game
Then all you see
And all you gain
And all you step on without shame
There are no rules
No one to blame
The price to play the game
Apathy
the chosen way to be
blindly look the other way
while you waste away with me
can you see?
can you see?
The more you take
The more you blame
But everything still feels the same
The more you hurt
The more you strain
The price you pay to play to game
Then all you see
And all you gain
And all you step on without shame
There are no rules
No one to blame
The price to play the game
What you pay to play the game
what you pay to play the game
what you pay to play the game
what you pay to play the game
The more you take
The more you blame
But everything still feels the same
The more you hurt
The more you strain
The price you pay to play to game
Then all you see
And all you gain
And all you step on without shame
There are no rules
No one to blame
The price to play the game
What you pay to play the game
what you pay to play the game
what you pay to play the game
what you pay to play the game
song performed by by Staind

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Thats My Story & Im Stickin To It
Thats my story and Im stickin to it
By: jimmy buffett, jay oliver
1989
Kindergarten
King of excuses
Sister mary mojo so hard to trick
What can I say
Dog ate my homework
I could play the game
They love me anyway
Alibis, angles and tales from the tropics
Come to my mind so easy and quick
Spacemen from mars stole all of my money
But I could play the game
They love me just the same
Chorus:
Thats my story and Im stickin to it
Thats my life and all that Ive got
Call me a liar, call me a writer
Believe me or not
Believe me or not
Women always know before you tell them
The younger girls so easy to trick
Whats that word? I think Im eccentric
But I can play the game
They love me anyway
Revelations
Love when they happen
Wizards and lizards I choose and I pick
In a hundred years this all wont matter
How you play the game
They love you just the same
Chorus:
Thats my story and Im stickin to it
Thats my life and all that Ive got
Call me a liar, call me a writer
Believe me or not
Believe me or not
I will play the game
I will stay the same
I will play the game
Believe me or not
(guitar instrumental)
Chorus:
Thats my story and Im stickin to it
Thats my life and all that Ive got
Call me a liar, call me a writer
Believe me or not
Believe me or not
Chorus:
Thats my story and Im stickin to it
Thats my life and all that Ive got
Call me a liar, call me a writer
Believe me or not
Believe me or not
I will play the game (I will play the game)
I will stay the same (I will stay the same)
I will play the game (I will play the game)
Again and again (again) and again
I will play the game (I will play the game)
I will stay the same (I will stay the same)
I will play the game (I will play the game)
Again and again (and again)
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett

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For Ball
At home
my dog and child
play the foot ball
Dog kick the ball
Clild also kick
Ball was...
Run to run...
Suddnley dog
Bite the ball
The ball was blast...
Chil was cry
Dog was wow...wow...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar

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The Beautiful Game
As you step on to the muddy field,
You feel the joy rise inside you,
The crowd roars as the players take up there positions;
And your team gets ready to kick off.
As the game commence all nervousness is lost,
Replaced by a sudden adrenaline rush,
The play goes back and forth, forth and back;
But you run on still,
nothing else concerns you but the ball.
It goes on as such for many minutes,
Until your rivals get a chance,
Your goalie tries but to your despair the ball finds the back of the net;
The crowd boos in anger and frustration.
The very next play the ball comes to you,
You run up the wing blasting by defender after defender,
You see an opening in the keeper’s defences;
You wind up to shoot and…
TWEET! You’re tackled by a defender,
Penalty shot declares the ref,
To the opposition’s protest.
You place the ball on the penalty spot,
And the once roaring crowd goes silent,
Thousands of eyes are upon you unspeaking and unforgiving,
As you wind up to shoot all time seems to stop;
And Suddenly time resumes to the roar of the crowd
And your teammates swarming around you,
At this moment you think to yourself,
Soccer, the beautiful game.
poem by Joseph Conlan

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