Once upon a time
There was a kid named Dime
His government name was Virgil
Some thought it sounded like a girl so
The streets named him after the shots that he made
He dropped dimes so many times whenever he played
That the hoop's net chains sounded like cash registers making change
He wasn't particularly tall or super quick
But his crossover and 'J' was crazy sick!
When I first guarded him he made me jump
With a stutter-step and double pump
Nothing but net
The game was over and he was like 'NEXT!'
We were just Lemmings standing in line
Thinking we could best Dime at least one time
But we were wrong 'cuz Dime's Jumper was on fire
I only saw him miss twice, and some still call me a liar
Once a huge gust of wind caused Dime's arch to bend
But he got his own rebound and then dunked it in!
The second time, it was just me and Dime
Playing H.O.R.S.E in my yard around dinnertime
Dime would never back up what we saw
He took a shot and a bolt of lighting struck the ball!
The shock knocked us down and the thunder rung our ears
We looked around everywhere, but the ball disappeared!
Dime was in shock down on his knees, he started to crawl
He cried, 'That was my last shot ever with my favorite basketball'
I passed him my Spalding and made him a bet
He called glass, banked it in, and the ball swished thru the net!
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Dime da Hooper - A Basketball Tall Tale
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mrmelody7 says: Really got the feel of this I grew up on chains that beautiful sound when then chains pop hey this remind me of Cheech and Chong song Basketball Jones I can put a quarter on top of the backboard leave 15 cent change-got a basketball Jones that still be me watching the games now good write ching |
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WarriorCarryingWater says: Thanks mrmelody7! That sound was/is the best! |
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The Immortal Wize says: Enjoyed imagery and the memory. |
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The Immortal Wize says: Enjoyed imagery and the memory. |
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WarriorCarryingWater says: Thanks Wize Dom! |
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The Immortal Wize says: I see that the email feature on here is not working I just wanted to take time out to thank you for purchasing one of my books, I hope that you are satisfied with your purchase if not, please feel free to notify me and I will see to your refund. |
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WarriorCarryingWater says: @Wize DOM: You are welcone! I received it this week, and it is an outstanding book. Keep up the great work! |
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2b2b2 says: Superb Work...well played...ONE |
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WarriorCarryingWater says: Thank you 2b2b2! |
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