Something that I like to do
Something that I like to do Every odd Thursday or so that makes me feel anew Then too, time seems to slow It's not just the ball that leaves my hand But the laughter that engulfs the court It's nothing all that grand But no, it never falls short I meet them in class everyday Yet we're more than just a smile and a nod We're something that'll never fall astray Without them, I'm a soul that just feels odd Something that I like to do Maybe it's not just the something, but the people too
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