"Just" a Tennis Racquet


"Just" a Tennis Racquet

By Mary Trinh Nguyen


I am a weapon of mass

 confusion, a lie detector, and an

 object of execution. I am an oval that 

consists of millions of squares. Just the 

right wave of my wand and I will be tearing

through the air. I am your defender, 

offender, your knight in shining 

graphite.I can accompany

you in battles but 

you'll be fighting, 

I'll be the flash-

light. I'll help you

carry out all your

plans and your

tactics. Butjust

please rememb-

er; I'm "just" a 

tennis racquet. 




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