quinta-feira, 20 de outubro de 2011

Lost by one goal

Lost by one goal



Lost by one goal, I take one hundred,
We will see in the end, who wins the game,
Knowing that to you I'm nobody,
I know your tricks, porpoise fire.
I like to play on the counterattack,
Staying on the boom all the time,
Getting a surprise give a thud,
I am well, and linebacker bad planter.
If the game decided the championship
Split will not lose it all
If necessary, the ball into the woods,
But I know my place and do not kid myself.
Just will not stay there in the lantern;
Nor is eternal loneliness

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