I remember when I scored my first touchdown; I spiked the ball and got a penalty. I remember when I only won two games in a season, but 9 touchdowns. I remember when I use to be mad after games I lose, still do. I remember when I couldn’t play football, when I was younger. I remember getting beat up by mom, for not coming home after a party. I remember losing the game for my team. I remember beating chaminade.Now I remember when I had to write this poem.
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