Split Screen
When the TV screen is split, your eyes
Bounce back and forth and back
So you’ll never miss a player
Executing his attack.
Since the tennis crowds go crazy
When the match is near the end,
Viewers like to see the pros
And if their leads they can defend.
On one side we watch the women
And the other side, the men,
As they serve and slice and volley
And repeat it all again.
But when one match has a winner
Then the split screen goes away
And we concentrate on just one game,
Two players on display.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2024
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