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A spectacle grand, you're in charge.
Their magnitude, truly a sight to behold,
In their presence, stories are told.
Mighty and round, through lands they pound,
Creating awe wherever they're found.
With every bounce, they shake the ground,
Their formidable presence, profoundly sound.
Have no fear, Zibo, for your balls we admire,
In their greatness, our spirits aspire.
With respect and awe, we observe their place,
In their majestic grace, we find our space.
Zibo, magnificent Zibo, with balls so wide,
Across the land, you stride with pride.
They symbolize your strength and light,
In their wonder, our hearts take flight.