revised and redone by: me
There was a child went forth every day,
And the first objects she looked upon, that object she became,
And that object became part of her for the days or a certain part of day,
Or for many years or stretching cycles of years.
The roaring and screaming became part of this child's life,
And the position that she played had to be done right,
And how other people were counting on her,
And how disappointed she was if she failed,
And that could only be playing a sport that she played since she was a young girl,
And what she does it had to be done right, because all this became part of her life.
The different aspects of the fields, how it feels, and how it represented something,
And