The big C
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A curve ball
I trap it on my chest
A sweeper, catenaccio, doing his job
Up to me, to cut it out
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But not this time –
This ball is foreign
This ball is expanding
This ball is invading
No amount of sweeping, will clear it
No, this one’s for the surgeon
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