This is in Australia:
women in short skirts
hit yellow balls really hard
and my father is the poet
this isn't bizzaro realm
it is perfect karma, yet anti-spiritual
I can't decide
which stroke produces
the loudest grunts
two hands or one
and I can't figure out
which is hotter
watching tennis
or writing a poem
about it (not just making
a dumb ass joke)
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