Rolling pin reception (fortunately the wife likes tennis)
¶ 1
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I arrive home, merrily singing
My voice, carries aloft
Long forgotten, are passes pinging
Furthest from my mind, is Gary Croft
¶ 2
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Annabel though, aah!
A different beast
On her backhand return
I’d love to feast
¶ 3
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But of course
I’m surly met
Daggers drawn
Tête-à-tête
¶ 4
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So, charm offensive
Is swiftly deployed
Points must be gained
Or else bed is void
¶ 5
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And so that’s how it came to pass
That talk of serve and volley
Ousted all thoughts of goals
And kept the humour jolly
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