Twenty elbows and eighty wheels
Pushing hard around a track-full of attitude
Maybe five pairs of eyes watching
A book of rules waiting to be ignored
Full contact
Constant contact
Competitive spirit no man could match
A fast play
Positions change
Someone is down but no one saw a thing
Except the smirk on the face of the girl still skating
The slap on the ass from her team mate
And you know
She got away with it
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