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A Game Of Catch

A bouncing rubber ball filled with air
Is an object of skill for amusement.
Playing catch; pay attention… prepare.
Hits of untamed aims, you must prevent.

A small child smiles, while happily having fun
As you gently toss the ball to waiting hands.
Grandson pitches back like a shot from a gun…
Like a marksman from the Wild West badlands.

Protect your cranium and dive for cover.
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Ivor Hogg 23 April 2007

pure pleasure to read I could visualise it instantly

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JoAnn McGrath 13 April 2007

I use to have one of those Pitchback when I was young......thanks for the memory

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