Oh, Kevin Clark, he grabbed the paddle, Thought he’d ride in like a cowboy to battle. But the ball flew high, then it hit the floor, Kevin’s ping pong dreams walked out the door. Kevin, oh Kevin, you’re trying so hard, But your skills at ping pong won’t win a gold star. And as for your hair, it’s waving goodbye, Kevin, you’re a legend, but we’re not gonna lie! He lines up a shot with all his might, The ball goes left, but his aim went right. He blames the table, he blames the air, But deep...