Vanhool
Hall of Fame
I roar with Serena, The Golden Lion Out Of Compton, she of the glorious mane and glittery diamond claws, she who prowls inside the baseline pouncing on the serves of her mouselike foes, she whose catlike agility can catch all droppers, angles and lobs of those who would try to outfox her, she whose serve takes down prey larger than herself, she who cripwalks on the bony corpses of those who pretend to her throne, devouring the dead from her 17 siver platters, goblets and urns, picking her fangs with the feathers of her Owl Princess. With many cat lives remaining, she has defied injury and death to rise again and fill her den with wigs. Even the clay now runs red with the blood of her rivals. One by one they all fall to their knees or run and hide from her burning eye and mighty roar. I pledge allegiance to my ferocious queen, ball in hand ready to silence all who would fault her. COME ON!!!
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