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Mc Enroe's Poetry

I feel like John Mc Enroe, when he puts the string in glow
John Mc Enroe!
My name is John Mc Enroe
Do you know my poetry?
It will be written with blood
With the blood of the bad referees
My tennis bag smells like gun smoke
And there’s no tennis stuff anymore
There’s only strange books big maps
And a picture of a girl with a strawberry face
My name is John Mc Enroe, do you know my poetry?
I feel like John Mc Enroe, when he puts the string in glow