Bowling Poem by Angelica Maxfield
Bowling
As we through the ball down the long laine
hoping to get a strike.
As we release the ball we have our little pose.
Once the ball get close to the pins we sway
to one side making a different pose.
The ball........ STRIKE! ! !
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