Friday, June 19, 2009

My Buddy

"I'm gonna fly high, till I reach the sky."
I think, I heard him say,
As he merrily whistled away.

I don't know why they called him crazy,
just cause he was tough to handle.
I think the others were just lazy,
His skin was smooth as candle.

Bounce, he would, up and away,
once you let him go.
No catching him after that,
unless he decide so.

I tried my might to tame him,
in despair I gave up for good.
Snack him with the bat, i'd think,
But, all I found was a piece of wood.

I picked up my weapon and swung it around,
like the bravest of knights did.
Threw him up and I did smack him oright,
I watched him go up and then I lost sight.

I heard a thonk, a plop n a plip,
Down in pieces was he.
My eyes went moist n the world went hazy,
I killed my best pal, a ball named CRAZY...

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