By Tryphena Louise Williams (c) 2011
Have you ever tried, to play the game
Picking up the bowling ball, in one.s hand
To get a strike, was always the plan
One stood forward, then took good aim
Looking straight down, the bowling lane
One watched their ball, as it shot through
It was ball after ball, I had bowled a few
Into the gutter, they seem to go
With roars of laughter, I said "O NO"!!
What was wrong, why was this so
I tried my best I aimed, then let go
What was my problem, I wanted to know
Was I bowling, too fast or slow
However I did bowl, very consistently
Coming last each time, within a game of three
Fun and laughter, we did have
Coming last, doesn't make me sad
I thanked my friends, for all the fun
I may need help to bowl ... Anyone
Thursday, April 7, 2011
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