David Sabo

Rookie (December 2nd,1990 / Oklahoma City)

Game Time - Poem by David Sabo

So you think you want to play?
Its all a game,
or so you think

So you really think your ready.
You've been popping off steady.
Better realize
this left hand is HEAVY

Anyway i dont mean to be obscene
but the way i feel is not serene
I wanna be the one to throw the loose skrew in the machine

and i aint finished yet
im coming back
like a vet
to attack
on the set


Comments about Game Time by David Sabo

  • (12/21/2009 6:13:00 PM)

    very unique poem.
    very good as well
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 17, 2009

Poem Edited: Monday, December 21, 2009

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