Softball

Bunting,

Sliding,

Batting,

Pitching.

A home run,

A second-to-third steel’

A fly ball’

For breakfast, oatmeal.

The ump says, “Out!”

I shed a tear,

Went to the bench,

and put on some headgear.

Facing the batter is where I stand,

In my hand the balls come,

I throw them back to where they came,

The batter in front throws like a bum.

Softball is what I play,

Today was my first game,

I played my best,

And we won (that team was very lame).

By:

Cassandra