
May 28, 1988
The game is on
at the park.
The stars are out.
It’s close to dark.
Hoop Kings
SOARing
in the SKY
so high
so fly
like they Got Wings
(its’s like the blacktop
is a boxSPRING)
Hey, Charlie, you see what he did with that THING!
My best friend, Skinny, yells
T
W
I
R
L
I
N
G and WHIRLING the ball
so sweet
it’s like a bee s t i n g
(Ouch!)
He just Swished
in your Face.
Stung you like
a can of mace
these boys so fly
they’re outta SPACE!
C’mon, Charlie, I got next. Let’s hoop, Skinny says,
jumping from the sidewalk.
Nah, I gotta get home for dinner, I lie.
CLiPPA TEACHING SEQUENCES
Rebound CLiPPA Teaching Sequence, 2019