Walt: write a poem with rhyme.
WINNING
Looking at my opponent's, on the other side
We try to win all of their pride
My partner serves to the other team
While the audience eat their ice cream.
Trying to play like a team
Out of nowhere they start to scream
We try our best to win our game
They are falling in a lot of shame
Hitting the shuttle, were getting the flow
Only a few more points to go
Now it’s my partners turn to hit
Now it’s time for them to quit
She wack’s the shuttle in their face
Now there praying for eternity grace
We now receive a massive applause
It must of been a gift from Santa Claus
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