Improves every year Met him once gave him a shirt Smeg still loves the Cat Plays amazing D Sometimes makes you go what the? Adds new moves each year He may not be smart Can play way above the rim Damn he is Flashy Can not run a break Steve the Matador on D But plays really hard His hands made of stone He does a nice alley-oop The Hallucination Just remember a Haiku is a Japanese poem composed of three unrhymed lines of five, seven, and five syllables.
Oh, I'm sorry Cat I guess this thread was for you Hate to see you go Steve? We had good times Too bad it has to end, now It's just time to win And how bout Kelvin? You gave us all you had, man We just needed more
Great dunks from Francis, not enough winning for me, effort will be missed. Four inches taller and Mobley is an all-star all heart and no head. Cato just plain sucked, his offense was very putrid and D overrated.
They will get to the playoffs, then hammered by the Pistons, which in turn hammered by the Rockets. Steve weeps, Cat meows, Cato sulks, The Orlando Magic collapses.
To Kelvin Cato- A Haiku by cwebbster My hand are made of stone I like to dunk I like to block shots When the Lion roars It means I did something good I am pseudo-awesome Ben Wallace is my idol He is my friend My hands are made of concrete I looked into Medusa's eyes Thats what made me stone Im rock solid My name is Cato I wear white suits I drive a Bentley I pimp the hoes They love my stone hands I give good massages Houston will miss me I am irreplaceable Not too many people are made of stone Have fun without me I love Houston My bentley is for sale
Helpless panicked eyes A snap of breaking ankles Steve crosses over 1 moves, 9 react Split, accelerate, release Slice to the hole Cat Bodies hit the floor Airborne drool marks Cato's paint Protect the basket
