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Jazzfanz haikus (your poem here)

I remember the day when Frank Layden
was the head coach on the side,
A dying Salt Palace, at tip off
would always come alive.

Stockton and Malone
were in their younger days
Players didn't play for contracts,
they just came to play

The Jazz made it to the playoffs
year after year
Though they didn't win the championship
they were always the team to fear.

Their defense was wreck-less
with Mark Eaton blocking shots,
If you dare drive the paint,
then bodies will drop.

6 ft Stockton would attack guys
that were twice his own size
If they stepped up to play
Malone would throw and elbow directly at their eyes

We acquired Hornacek
by trading away a declining Jeff Malone,
Our game was right, under a budget so tight,
We were starting to come to our own.

We didn't win it all,
but every year we came close
we destroyed the dreams of a lot of teams,
In the end we could only say, “almost”.

Malone went to LA,
while Stockton resigned
both with accomplished careers,
both had said that it was the right time

The last 16 years the Jazz
have been trying to find a way back
16 years, blood sweat and tears,
since loosing to Jordan in the Finals back to back.

As a Jazz fan I have learned through thick and thin,
good times and bad, you never, ever fold.
I love the Jazz until the day I die,
I bleed the original purple, green and gold.
 
The only type of poems I have any sort of enjoyment in are ones that rhyme and haiku's don't have to rhyme so I am not a big fan of them.
 
I Enjoy The Jazz
Your Mom Enjoys My [Edit]
Coltrane Plays The Sax
 
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It´s been a while we,
are missing your smile so much,
come back to us AL,

It was a good time,
SLC still having your smell,
come back to us AL,

it´s dark without you,
We need some light of you cause,
We are loving you,
 
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