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A new bowling style makes some sense in terms of form & dependability - a poem. |
Making gains, the pins are falling… Solid business, their true calling. Instructing youth - for them, installing Bumpers - mom’s and dad’s not stalling! Children worshipped for enacting Needed changes, now reacting… Scores now rarest, views attracting; Success and purpose - newly acting… Guess what most are going after? Fun and free - and lots of laughter! Progress, peace, a storied rafter, Lives locked in - great feats, thereafter… Bowling’s awesome, makes one sing! Hope this new style holds a string. New equipment’s everything; Super awesome, phone must ring… Human beings - oh-so bright; Registering for the fight… Clean-ups serving as the light. Covenants by stars each night…. Higher scores will soon be near - Nicest promise, newest gear - Family, friends, and teammates cheer; Striding bodies - strength in rear. Such great fun - so much for caring - Point up skyward, ease-in, flaring… Strikes and spares, the sirens blaring - Hopes and joys create nice sharing… What a strike ball - super fancy; Target’s sure - not feeling antsy… Perfect game seems really chancy - Guys and gals, no time for infancy… |