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There once was a great player named Tom who hit every shot like a bomb the forehand was a Grenade and needed no aid The backhand was nuclear and always particular The volleys shot like an arrow and stung like it, hit your bone marrow But his smash was the stash and you wouldn't want its lash So let's hear it for Chadwick the man  who's game is so madwick!
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Jan 22, 2018
Jan 22, 2018 at 9:37 PM UTC
Tennis poetry
There once was a great player named Tom who hit every shot like a bomb the forehand was a Grenade and needed no aid The backhand was nuclear and always particular The volleys shot like an arrow and stung like it, hit your bone marrow But his smash was the stash and you wouldn't want its lash So let's hear it for Chadwick the man  who's game is so madwick!
Madwick in Tunisia means powerful and thunderous or so I am told. And also please note its a balmy minus whatever but we don't get any sunburn or do we need expensive sunscreen. Looking forward to seeing Tom's thunderous and powerful shots maybe it will warm things up here! Credit goes to Terry T.
david-huggett
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Jan 22, 2018
Jan 22, 2018 at 9:37 PM UTC
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