And as his screaming was quickly joined by his waving gun,
I saw our football lying where he left it, between the green grass and the sun.
I yelled at Uncle that we’d been wrong and begged him to stop,
But he was so big and strong, I couldn’t get his gun to drop.
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I saw our football lying where he left it, between the green grass and the sun.
I yelled at Uncle that we’d been wrong and begged him to stop,
But he was so big and strong, I couldn’t get his gun to drop.
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I knew as soon as he saw the ball, his anger would be diffused.
The laces gripped beneath my fingers, the ball felt like a reward,
I jumped and shouted with the ball above my head as if I just scored.
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But there was a pop, then a drop, and on the green grass is where I fell.
I felt pain, and then warmth spread all over the side of my head.
And that’s where my weekend with Uncle Maga ended because now I’m...
By ME Schenck 2.23.2025