Player at heart

April 1, 2016

I went to court

to sort things out

it looked so round so I tested it out

something about this game I cant live without

it must be the rush

that makes me blush

or simply

the habit of

playing for long

I dig it

I hit it

and I tip it

maybe because I love it

so much.

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