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Folly Roger
a cutter came a crawling
in from a sailing day
and this heavy bark a bawling
up the fine palatial bay
a laddy sees a lady
as she jumps down from the stay
she were hollering and a hooting
she were a sight to see
Her voice could tame a tomcat
and her back a tigger too,
for she cut a fine figure
which struck the boys to blue
Yet this lad would not digress her,
though the boys were ...
Wednesday 31st March 2021 6:38 am
Match Point
Standing your turf
wielding a giant pen.
Power serving words,
determined to win.
Into the net,
foot-faulted
out of bounds,
disqualified.
Will you be the
pinnacle of calm
or pull a McEnroe?
Steady your pace
or steamroll every
opponent you face?
Time tames
the temper
as many
professionals
know.
Love,
match point,
grow.
Thursday 31st January 2019 6:56 pm
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