Red rubber balls,
Green, yellow, and blue.
Purple and orange,
And some checkered ones too.
In myriads of colors,
Just rolling around,
Creating plastic rainbows,
Without any sound.
Red rubber balls,
Four quarters buys one,
Put in some money,
And lets watch the fun.
Colored rubber spheres,
Behind plastiglass.
No child can resist them,
Be they lad or lass.
5/27/14
ALTON TEXAS
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fed up with balls at the moment Juan, those of the football variety! Love your poem though.