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| D Rose |
I am a huge fan of Derek Rose. I really admire his humble attitude and lightning fast moves on the court. This one is for you D Rose.
There once was a rose who came from the street
He Grew up in the city among the concrete
In wind he stood tall, would never retreat
He ran with the Bulls and Never sweated the Heat
Through harsh winter cold with nothing to eat
When practice was over blood ran from his feet
He United the Center filling up every seat
The game winning shot without missing a beat
There once was a rose who grew from concrete.
Dale Fanella
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