Tenth Time Is The Charm Poem by Lauren Coles

Bowling is a game of strategy and skill,
The ball doesn't perform just because it is a certain color,
People have to rub the ball for luck,
As you step up to the plate you throw the ball down and watch it wobble back and forth,
The ball has a mind of it's own,
There is something sticky on the floor almost like glue,
The ball doesn't move where you want it to and goes straight into the gutter,
You think that it will just happen one time and the game will go smooth sailing from there,
You start to get deflated like a balloon from all those zeros that are below your name,
They have ten frames in bowling for a reason,
You finally get a strike but even though you won't win you still want to have fun.