There was a young player called Yan,
Who struck every ball like a man,
He played with such cool,
As he hit every ball,
To win the Masters his plan.
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Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I have bee watching the Master snooker and a twenty year old Chinese player called Yan Bingtao has got through to the final which I will be watching this afternoon.
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I watched him too - the king of cool.
He surely is.
Andy
Good write and clip Gold.
You made that bread?!
It has risen and I am just about to put it in the oven, come up in about half an hour and you will be able to have a slice WITHOUT WATER!!
Andy
Ahh, it won't be dry bread then. I won't need any water to wash it down!
sounds like you both have a plan mate ............ enjoy sir ...
Thank you Neville, the plan is in place but whether some shuteye comes into it is an unknown at present.
Andy
Yes Yan is very impressive. He will go far.
He did, he won the Masters.
Andy
Told u he'd go far.
I don't know the game is available here, if so will surely do, for your limerick begs me to.
Thank you Suresh, I hope you find it.
Andy
Don't have a clue about snooker or pool or whatever.....but I do like your limerick!
Thank you Fred.
Andy
indeed a smooth operator, reminds me of those past great's stylish ways,
a good read Andy
Thank you Mek.
Andy
Lucky to be able to get snooker still. Haven't been able to see it since the '60's. None in Oz as far as I Know.
Sad I enjoyed it very much.
Limerick has nice snookerish flow to it, in my imagination.
Good for you, Dave
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