Friday, July 13, 2007

TENNIS JUSTICE

The ball is long, you call it out.
Your opponent begins to rant and shout,
“Hey man, that ball was in a mile,
I was looking all the damn while!”

When that happens,
don’t you want to send him down the Nile
In a leaky rowboat without a paddle,
In an area infested with tsetse flies
and a piranha or two?

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