VolleyA Poem by JayceeCFor Volleyball lovers
Volley
Two enemy's face off On a court of battle, Looking for each other's Achilles's heel. Several tips reveal A point of weakness. Let's see how a shutdown feels. The opposition jumps, Caught in the net, As skillfully the shank sinks toward ground. Another hard-hitting kill Served up by an ace, Who reloads for another round. Skilled members of the Force Slam spikes down the throat; Yes, another one down and in. And they set it up For the next kill to take place. All they want is a final win. We're at last point-- set, match, and tourney-- Opposers are going down! The serve comes back over, A dig blocked by the setter. The crowd is not making a sound. The ball is set to the Outside Hitter, Who's ready and Determined to win this game. With a vertical jump, unsurpassed, And a spike, so hard and blurringly fast, It leads her to Tourney MVP fame. Dedicated to Yelle, tourney MVP 9/4/04 © 2015 JayceeCAuthor's Note
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