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HOCKEY
IN MINNESOTA EVERY KID PLAYS HOCKEY IN THE SNOW:
IN THE WINTER ITS ALL WE KNOW:
EVERY KID WANTED A NEW HOCKEY STICK FOR CHRISTMAS:
AND NEW HOCKEY SKATES THAT WERE FAST:
WE WOULD ICE SKATE EVERY SINGLE DAY:
IN MINNESOTA THAT WAS OUR WAY:
EVEN WITH THE MOON LIGHT WE ALL PLAYED IN THE STREET:
FINALLY WHEN DONE FOR THE DAY WE WOULD GO HOME JUST BEAT:
PLAYING HOCKEY IF YOU WERE GOOD;
YOU WOULD END UP FIGHTING EVERY HOOD:
I KNEW KIDS OF TWELVE MISSING TEETH MORE THAN A FEW:
FROM PUNCHES SOME HARD HEADED HOCKEY PLAYER THREW:
IF YOU ARE GOOD AND YOU SCORE:
YOU WILL HAVE TO FIGHT SOME MORE:
I DIDNT JOIN ANY HOCKEY TEAM:
FIGHTING ALL THE TIME WAS STUPID IT SEEMED:
I DIDNT WANT TO GET HIT IN THE FACE WITH A HOCKEY STICK:
THAT WASNT MY KICK:
HOCKEY IS A SPORT BRUTAL AND ROUGH:
I REMEMBER TWELVE YEAR OLD KIDS SO TOUGH:
YOU CANT BE AFRAID TO FIGHT:
NO MATTER WHO IS WRONG OR RIGHT:
IN HOCKEY YA GOTTA BE TOUGH:
THE GAME IS BRUTAL ROUGH:
10-27-2005:
JOHN D. JUNGERS
IN THE WINTER ITS ALL WE KNOW:
EVERY KID WANTED A NEW HOCKEY STICK FOR CHRISTMAS:
AND NEW HOCKEY SKATES THAT WERE FAST:
WE WOULD ICE SKATE EVERY SINGLE DAY:
IN MINNESOTA THAT WAS OUR WAY:
EVEN WITH THE MOON LIGHT WE ALL PLAYED IN THE STREET:
FINALLY WHEN DONE FOR THE DAY WE WOULD GO HOME JUST BEAT:
PLAYING HOCKEY IF YOU WERE GOOD;
YOU WOULD END UP FIGHTING EVERY HOOD:
I KNEW KIDS OF TWELVE MISSING TEETH MORE THAN A FEW:
FROM PUNCHES SOME HARD HEADED HOCKEY PLAYER THREW:
IF YOU ARE GOOD AND YOU SCORE:
YOU WILL HAVE TO FIGHT SOME MORE:
I DIDNT JOIN ANY HOCKEY TEAM:
FIGHTING ALL THE TIME WAS STUPID IT SEEMED:
I DIDNT WANT TO GET HIT IN THE FACE WITH A HOCKEY STICK:
THAT WASNT MY KICK:
HOCKEY IS A SPORT BRUTAL AND ROUGH:
I REMEMBER TWELVE YEAR OLD KIDS SO TOUGH:
YOU CANT BE AFRAID TO FIGHT:
NO MATTER WHO IS WRONG OR RIGHT:
IN HOCKEY YA GOTTA BE TOUGH:
THE GAME IS BRUTAL ROUGH:
10-27-2005:
JOHN D. JUNGERS
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