cricket maestro's
tennis elbow
won't let him wield
his english willow
won't let him tame
the paki fellows
or thrash the aussies
in green-n-yellow
why putz around
with a tennis racquet
and end up with
an elbow bracket?
why waste a great
opportunity
to win the ICC
champions trophy?
take the time
to study tennis
show some respect
you're but a novice
its top spin that
clears the net
not a straight drive
lest your forget
don't glance it fine
or cut it square
that sweep and hook
won't get nowhere
to all you
tennis travesties
aspiring federer
wannabes
it's alright
don't despair
don't envy my
tennis flair
my killer serve
i'll help you mimic
come, join the
tuufaan tennic clinic
dammit! aki beat me to this post
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