Wii Tennis Poem by nathan martin
Wii Tennis
hands flying around tv monitors.
playing tennis, feeling like john mcenroe
with my headband on and nintendo
remote in hand.
coffee tabled comentators
add to the suspense, break point,
mental note play to his backhand
and dont trip over the couch.
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4/19/2024 11:20:55 AM # 1.0.0.1119
haha. well described, my friend. and yup, it's addictive.