Ode to the Oakland Massacre


by Bobby Sikora


111-109
Oh victory is mine!
In the moonlight of 1
The Rockets have somehow won!
Meanwhile, the Warriors loose
And that just lit me fuse(1)
The freethrows were pouring
As the old man was snoring(2)
A traveling violation was done
Turns out it burned ye buns
I screamed and I yelled
A trip to the line was what we selled
With circa 2 seconds left
We were ten down, I call this theft
97-87 it used to be
But we stormed into our victory
As the Warriors recieve their fate
Bigfoot(3) goes on to celebrate
This massacre was your problem with no solution
This massacre is the start of a revolution.
 
(1)I went crazy
(2)My dad was sleeping and I started going crazy downstairs
(3)I imitate bigfoot in every victory
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