A Game Of Ping Pong
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In a game of Ping Pong, it's always a thrill
to watch the little ball go back and forth, until
one player misses and it hits the ground
the other shouts, 'I won that round! '.
But what about Ping, the one who's first to serve
does anyone really pay attention to her nerve?
she stands there ready, with paddle in hand
but all eyes are on Pong, the one in demand.
Ping in Pong, such a funny little rhyme
but let's give Ping her moment to shine
for without her, there'd be no game
no back and forth, no fame to claim.
She serves the ball with all her might
but Pong's reflexes are out of sight
he hits it back with a fierce swing
and Ping runs to catch it, like a puppet on a string.
They go back and forth, the crowd in awe
but Ping can't seem to catch the ball
It bounces off the table, then her head
and suddenly, Ping is lying in bed.
Pong wins the game, but at what cost?
for Ping's head is now completely lost
she's replaced it with a giant saucepan
and now her name is Ping-Pan, the Ping Pong champ.
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