Ball. Poem by valentino montanna

Ball

All over the world they are made,
some round some oval shaped.
They come in different seizes and weight,
and it keeps the world agape.


As long as scores are made,
as long you thrown, hit, kick ore catch.
No matter in what game you played,
no matter in what match.


Its fun for young and old,
to have one its very smart
For children and adult,
brings it joy and laughter to the backyard.


The biggest invention after the wheel,
and the nicest toy of all.
For passing away time its so ideal,
that it can only be one thing. The ball.

Val.02-06-2007