A Snooker Poem

    In a room of silence, dimly lit, Where cues collide and balls commit, There lies a game of skill and might, Where snooker’s dance unfolds each night.   Upon the green, a table vast, Where ivory spheres roll steadfast, A tapestry of colors bright, In a game that […]

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