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by Truth
Rated: E · Other · Comedy · #1894645
Poem about a tennis match

I am serving to stay in the game,
I start with a double fault and that was lame.

A backhand winner down the line and I level the score,
But a weak drop shot and the crowd shout "that was poor".

I pick my game up just in time to give myself a chance,
A forehand lob winner and the crowd are treated to my signature dance.

The match is level and the atmosphere is getting intense,
People without tickets are beginning to peer through the fense.

I've turned it around and I have match point,
Unfortunently someone needed to tell that to my ankle joint.

I hobble on through and the win is firmly in my sight,
Unfortunently my Xbox 360 has froze, and it's showing a red light.
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