A New Ace

December 7, 2009
By Anonymous

In my spandex,
Knee pads on,
Hair up...

I walk onto the court
With the ball under my arm
it’s up, over the net
and back.

My face smoothens
I shrink;
Now I am flying

Through the air like a bird

Over the net

and onto the other court

Back and forth like a tennis ball
Being hit three times per side
I was sure to be sore
but I will always be a volleyball

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