Poem #8

Poem #8

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xD I completely forgot about my series of poems.

two thousand and fifteen
two of big three
lebron was only one seen
This was back during David Lee

Iggy MVP
LeBron triple double
Hit the camera? Oh gee
He didn't get suttled

LeBron carried
two wins himself
One loss going OT
another one in elf

two thousand and sixteen
was a crazy lead
the warriors had the lean
But the cavs would exceed

They were up 3-1
With the dominance of curry
But LeBron wasn't done
He made history

Brought home a ring
to the city he loved
Another victory for the king
The curse was shoved

two thousand and seventeen
WCF was warriors spurs
Zaza was mean,
The spurs weren't who they were

Kahwi went down
with a twenty point lead
They wanted the crown
Even if opponents would bleed

With the addition of KD
A snake was added
It struck me
No ambition was acted

Game four rained down threes
In a blowout plea
but its a seven game series
It was too easy

two thousand and eighteen
Kyrie was traded
for busts and bricks from the town of bean
The team faded

But LeBron James stepped up
almost winning MVP
wanting another cup,
he led the new team to glee

Game one was a failure
JR Smith messed up
With a broken hand, the king endured
The dubs were too OP





Lyric(s) of the Post: "Breathing, leave it all behind"
Light – San Holo