Out of The Box part two.
Different color balls I’m a put them in my pocket.
White, red, and blue I’m a hit you with my rocket.
Preparing for this take off, so move out the way,
Sideswipe a mishap of one of your x-rays.
You proceed to strike what you must.
Missed it, my turn, so sorry that you bust.
Now I’m a go on and hit what I have to,
Bounces off the moon sack clean like a vacuum.
No fresh chance, like you step out the bathroom.
Saw the one stripes hit one solids rock,
Rolled on in the pocket with the other flock.
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