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Running the ball, if you're not hard you'll get clapped

at the line ready to glide,

staring in the red eyes of the linemen ready to get trapped,

there is nowhere you can hide.

The line is the most important function on the felid,

you done good if your helmet has a dent.

The wet ball will never be kneeled.

it is a tough time well spent

losing brings so much pain

bones will be broke

you will end up using a Cain,

Everyone is so stoked.

We have the best couch

they make sure we don’t choke.

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