A Tennis, umm, Racket Player
It’s so fast… My eyes couldn’t follow it, seems so easy to get it on the net but no it’s not!
I’m chasing it, swinging my racket as fast as I can, dig with the urge as big as a volleyball player or basketball player when a ball’s going to drop on the line.
The sound of success really was such a joyous moment. The hard works’s been paid off…the electric racket electrocuted until charred.
Mosquitoes!
Dry season’s really here and somehow the mosquitoes keep coming for the kill or maybe just for the drink, suddenly my family members become very enthusiastic electricracket players.
Die! Die!! Die!!!
