They dribble and pass with a giggly cheer,
While floating like clouds in a hazy delight,
No one’s keeping score, and it’s perfectly clear.
Jump shots that miss land with laughter and jeer,
As players trade plays in a whimsical fight,
They dribble and pass with a giggly cheer.
The ref's munching chips, and the crowd? Oh, they’re near,
Enjoying the show under twinkling starlight,
No one’s keeping score, and it’s perfectly clear.
A dunk that’s a flop—oh, the chaos we steer,
As the ball bounces high, then drifts out of sight.
They dribble and pass with a giggly cheer,
Three-pointers are tossed, yet the outcome’s austere,
Who cares about winning when the vibes are right?
No one’s keeping score, and it’s perfectly clear.
So here’s to the game, with no rules to adhere,
A chuckle-filled fest in the glow of moonlight.
They dribble and pass with a giggly cheer,
No one’s keeping score, and it’s perfectly clear.
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