Roger Federer Poem by Edi Soric

Roger Federer

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Or the hint of a rattle
Neither the presence of a fool
Or the wind of a return
Neither the lightning Spanish
Neither the thunder of Sweden
Neither the scottish shower
Could not blow the grip,
Could not change the fate
The best of all time,
Roger Federer,
full of trophies.


Conqueror of Melbourne,
Romantic in Paris,
Seducer of London,
Lover in New York,

He conquered the surfaces and the seasons,
His romantic game as a weapon of seduction,
The venom in the sieve, and the love of tennis

Saturday, January 17, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: sport
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