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The Art of Bowling?

Those pesky ten pins stand tall, no matter
how hard you hit'em with that heavy round ball!
You only get two shots a frame!
Ten frames is the name of the game!
Hit three hundred and your name goes up in fame!

Fancy bags, fancy shoes and more!
Hand support, arm support, and knee support for sure.
Make your approach, aim…swing and release
and hope like hell that the ball stays in the lane,
a gutter ball will definitely sink your game!

You will hear shouts of; "It should have been!"
Excuses are many,…sore back, knee out of whack,
"Slipped out of my hand!  The guy in the other lane
spooked my stand!"

But the truth is…"You must hit'em to get'em!"
Splits are a dime a dozen, so the only way you're
going to win, is to count the strikes at game's end!

The art of bowling you see…
is all in how you play the game to win!
So just smile, cross your fingers and
roll'em, again!

Jackie R. Kays
© 4/18/09

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