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GraceA young man and his girl friendPlaying pool. The man sets up his shot. The girl sneaks behind him And swats his cue. The girl giggles and turns away. The man chuckles. The cue slides forward And the shot the man intended Is made. The ball sinks into the pocket And the man calls to the girl. I was expecting disruption. I was expecting anger. I guess if you've got enough grace There are no disruptions, Just play Layered on more play. |
| 8 July 2002 | |
| by Bill Cattey | |
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