Sridhar S. What a Year Really IsAs the year takes too long The exciting game is mind numbing From tip off to half time When everyone is dozing off There is something dazzling But appears as something lost Like a missing child from the class list
But when the fourth quarter rolls by Everything's forgotten Like the shy, small cat Instead everyone gazes at The spectacular play Overwhelmed by the exhibition
But when the game is over Everything rushed by too quickly Generating confusion and panic In the hoopla at the finish Like the seemingly boring year Turning into the excitement at the end
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