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Basketball's My Favorite Sport Basketball's my favorite sport. I dribble up and down the court. The ball goes bouncing off my toes and beans the teacher on the nose.
He stumbles back and grabs his nose and hits the wall and down he goes. The other players stop and stare. They've never heard the teacher swear.
With no one playing anymore. I grab the ball. I shoot. I score. I love this game! It's so much fun. The teacher cried, but, hey--we won.
--Kenn Nesbitt
*** I Played a Game I played a game. I rode my bike. I had a snack. I took a hike. I read a book. I watched T.V. I built a fort. I climbed a tree. I surfed the web. I played guitar. I caught a bug inside a jar. I called my friends. I dug a hole. I kicked a ball. I scored a goal. I had a swim. I learned to skate. I played with toys. I stayed up late. It's fair to say I do like school, but even more, though, weekends rule!
--Kenn Nesbitt
*** My Bunny Lies Over My Doggy (sung to the tune of "My Bonnie Is Over the Ocean")
My pets were out practicing football. My frog intercepted a pass. My cat and my dog and my bunny then tackled him flat on the grass.
My bunny lies over my doggy. My doggie's on top of my cat. My kitty is over my froggy, and that's why my froggy is flat.
CHORUS Green splat. Green splat. Oh, that's why my froggy is flat, like that. Green splat. Green splat. Oh, that's why my froggy is flat.
My froggy's as flat as a pancake. A paper-thin froggy's the worst. He cannot eat flies now for dinner except when I flatten them first.
CHORUS
If you see your pets playing football, it's best if you bring them inside or you may end up with a froggy who's flattened and seven feet wide.
CHORUS
--Kenn Nesbitt
*** HOW I FLY I am a skateboard Flying through the air. Doing anything because I don't really care. Flipping and grinding With all my might. Once I catch some air, I know I'm in flight. Spinning and twisting With my natural-born flair. Swirling like the blade That is cutting my hair. Being watched by my fans, While doing my best. With the sweat running down my chest, I know in my heart I'm better than the rest. But I have to confess Why I am the best? It is the heart that my God gave me Planted in my chest.
*** Macho Pursuit By Patrick Winstanley
Sliding, slipping, gliding, tripping If ice skating's too exhilarating Try cake icing, it's quite exciting Slapping, slopping, frosted topping.
*** Time's Up By Patrick Winstanley
To my chest my Hands I clasp I deeply breathe I wheeze and gasp My temples throb My mouth is dry My heart beats fast I’m going to die My voice has gone My throat is sore My hands both shake I can take no more I lay my head Upon my knee Now blow the whistle Referee.
*** Fun and Games By Patrick Winstanley
It's too rainy for rugby, Too foggy for football. It's too icy for hockey, There'll be no games at all? Not so. Come hail and tempest, The master of cunning Will, with a sly smile, suggest Some cross country running.
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