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Your defense is so soft, we thought it was gummy peach flavor.

We do not run plays, we run sugar rushes.

You brought full-court pressure, we brought full-bag gummies.

Our jumpers are so sweet, the rim asked for seconds.

Your zone looked strong until our gummy handles melted it.

We are not ball hogs, we are candy distributors.

You called timeout, we called snack break and still scored first.

You brought a game plan, we brought flavor and fast breaks.

Your defense melted faster than gummies on a summer court.

We crossed you so hard the scoreboard laughed.

You wanted smoke, we brought a whole candy factory.

Our bench is sweet, your bench is just seated.

You tried to trap us, but we slipped out like gummy worms.

Every time we score, another gummy gets its sprinkles.