Bouncing Ball (A Poem)
By Steve West
@zebra2222 (5269)
United States
December 14, 2016 3:10pm CST
My bouncing ball,
Shiny and red,
Just landed
On the head of Uncle Ted.
It bounced from there
Into Aunt Thelma's soup.
Then off it went
Into a strange looking loop.
The red bouncing ball
Struck a large oak tree.
It passed a squirrel
And a bumble bee.
It next went into a tennis court.
The ball hit the net and came to a stop.
It would have remained there still
If it hadn't been launched again by my Pop.
The ball knocked over Mrs. Gretchen.
It struck Mayor Finley on the nose.
And finally, it rested upon the feet
Of Cousin Willy's toes.
I grabbed the bouncing ball.
I pledged it would never go away again.
And now it's acting like a block of wood.
It just loves to play pretend.
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@Jackalyn (7559)
• Oxford, England
15 Dec 16
There is a lot of bounce in this poem. It should go far.