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I pull back and backhand you like an old school **** checking his *** I don't condone that behavior, I'm making a point... literally Next comes that vicious overhead smash in the name of love as I desire to keep you in a confined box Forehand after Forehand to complete the point, set and ultimately match You may judge me with your rules, but you will not break me as I am the winner.
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Jun 30, 2016
Jun 30, 2016 at 3:33 AM UTC
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I pull back and backhand you like an old school **** checking his *** I don't condone that behavior, I'm making a point... literally Next comes that vicious overhead smash in the name of love as I desire to keep you in a confined box Forehand after Forehand to complete the point, set and ultimately match You may judge me with your rules, but you will not break me as I am the winner.
My little ode to the fortnight of Wimbledon
allen-robinson
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Jun 30, 2016
Jun 30, 2016 at 3:33 AM UTC
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