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Ohhh, yeah, it’s that time, time to shine,
Grace Fazzinga’s rising, feeling so divine.
From the early morning light, to the dusk of night,
Every drop of sweat a mark of her fight.
In the halls of Greenwich, she stands so tall,
The ninth consecutive title, breaking down the wall.
Grace, oh Grace, the champion we adore,
Squash court queen, always wanting more.
Style and flair, as she takes that shot,
In the game of glory, she’s giving all she’s got.
With teammates close and family’s pride,
In every match they stand by her side.
Future Allstar, a Cavalier bright,
On the road to UVA, she’s ready to ignite.
Grace, oh Grace, the champion we adore,
Squash court queen, always wanting more.
Style and flair, as she takes that shot,
In the game of glory, she’s giving all she’s got.
Her heart beats hard, every point she plays,
With every rally, she sets ablaze.
Tears of joy, and laughter loud,
In the arena of sports, she’s standing proud.
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So many hours, practice and grind,
In the world of squash, she’s one of a kind.
With every swing and every serve,
She’s a force of nature, watch her swerve!
Grace, oh Grace, the champion we adore,
Squash court queen, always wanting more.
Style and flair, as she takes that shot,
In the game of glory, she’s giving all she’s got.
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With friends and family, they cheer her name,
In the heart of the court, she’s carved her fame.
Grace Fazzinga, you light up the night,
With love and hard work, you’re our guiding light.
*(Fade-out on applause sounds)*
Sound Of Meme
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