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Wrestling

You might feel pain

It's really like rain

Leaving the cloud

You feel proud

You get the pin

That's how you win

It's like a race

The sweat on your face

Adrenaline rushing

Pride gushing

The look on their face

When you get the ace

When the ref holds up your hand

You look at the stand

To see the score

And to your galore

You've won the war

To pin them at last

It will soon feel like the past

◄ Mother Hen

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