in Ohio
September 30th, 2002
Im the one who calls the shots
Boss`s people around,call fouls
And if a story,make up the plot
Without me,no game could exist
Couldn`t ever,ever go on
Then the players would throw a fit
No fun would accur
No yelling,no chants
No hustle or bustle
Or stepping on God`s beloved plants
We would sit at home
On our lazy couch potatoe behind`s
If it were not for me
The one who is in control
Which is I,the Referi
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