“SATAN! THE BEST TENNIS PLAYER ‘LAST’ CENTURY!” a poem March 14, 2019 [Thoreau’s Day!] a.k.a.: “The Gift!”

Satan: [to The Unwashed Masses because he plays “serious” and to WIN, not just for some good exercise!]

“I gave you a racket – as ‘YOUR PARTING GIFT,’
Even if you didn’t know it!! Here, let me lift,
Your little self – off-a My World!

I’m tired with your ‘play!’ Your-lack-of-quality-has-unfurled,
Be-fore MY VISION – so-I-know-you’re-not-worth,
Being on My Court! Plus, MY advice – on this Earth,
You’ve-not-followed [enough!] – so-your-play-has-no-value-for-me!

Although-I–might-SAY! ‘We’ll-play!’ ME-NO-MORE-YOU-WILL-SEE,
For – You do not take SERIOUS – what I MUST hold dear!

I AM! Magnificent! In a class – WAY UP HERE!”

fin ❤


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