Clash for the ages, titans of hardwood play for thee,
The mighty Lake show of Angles, and rumbling Thunder from OKC.
Spoils to the victor, a preview of playoff battles to come,
Greatness achieved, though just another game to some.
A chiseled man from Queensbridge, Peace is his name,
A beautiful mind, not crazy, yet not quite sane.
Straight through the lane, an explosion of will!
Powerful might, and a dunk that could kill!
In all of his fury, the crowd screams for more!
An elbow goes flying, as he lets out a roar!
Yes Peace was his name, no need to beg pardon,
And on the ground a broken man, the one they call Harden.
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