i remember hoops way back in day,
when we had enough guys on full court to play.
it was so much fun; i loved the recreation.
the aerobic exercise provided such an elation.
when the alarm would sound disrupting my sleep,
it was worth the effort to jump to my feet.
i'd throw on my shorts and rush to the gym,
down a red bull and get some practice shots in.
but there's only one echo when the hands split the face,
the clock shows six and and there's still not a trace.
i long for those days again when all the guys would come,
and i wonder if i should keep the plan or just stay home....
when we had enough guys on full court to play.
it was so much fun; i loved the recreation.
the aerobic exercise provided such an elation.
when the alarm would sound disrupting my sleep,
it was worth the effort to jump to my feet.
i'd throw on my shorts and rush to the gym,
down a red bull and get some practice shots in.
but there's only one echo when the hands split the face,
the clock shows six and and there's still not a trace.
i long for those days again when all the guys would come,
and i wonder if i should keep the plan or just stay home....
