Treasure Island

David Lessard


King James


He's going back to Cleveland,
to set the nets on fire;
he's tired of the Heat,
he's lost all the desire.

In good old North Ohio,
he'll be welcomed by the crowd;
they fall all over themselves,
and call his name out loud.

He's returning to the city,
where he's never won a ring;
causing wild emotions,
as people jump and sing.

He's the greatest in the world,
at what he does...he's best;
he's passed with flying colors,
nearly each and every test.

If you are called a Buckeye,
then you've nothing more to fear;
cause LeBron James is going to be,
a Cleveland Cavalier.

Submitted: Friday, July 11, 2014

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  • Mandolyn ... (7/11/2014 9:52:00 PM)

    i would say he's the best in that third strophe.
    it reads smoother.
    and lol @ this fun little nugget (Report) Reply

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