The Hustler’s

In February of 1962, I formed a group with four good friends;
For a boy’s high school bowling league, Saturday mornings there to spend!
I named our team “The Hustler’s”, because we all shot lots of pool;
But we were also decent keglers, 165 averages, as a rule!
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One of the teams was a powerhouse, their captain averaged 200 plus;
They were favored very heavily, no one considered us!
But when it came down to the last week, our records were about the same;
So we had to bowl them for the title, it’s winners to be named!
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Now they were better bowlers, but we were hustlers through and through;
Before the match even started, we hollered “no problem, we’ll beat you”!
They laughed and said “there’s no way”, but we had planted deadly seeds;
We threw their games off just enough, that we beat them, yes indeed!
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They were very aggravated, sore losers with attitudes;
We just smiled and said “Hey buddies, you must not be so rude”!
For it’s not always talent that wins the contest, a hustler early learns;
Get into your opponent’s heads, and the tide will quickly turn!
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Hustlers will fleece you
Just when you think you can’t lose
They will beat your ass