Friday, January 08, 2010

Cricket Poem 3

I fancy Milly
The captain of the girl’s cricket team.
She’s a real catch.
She bowls me over.
She’s got a wicket smile
That creases me up.
I want to ask her out
But I don’t know how to pitch it.
It’s got me stumped.
She knocks me for six.
My love for her knows no boundaries.

6 comments:

wastedpapiers said...

She grabbed me by the googlies.

C.J.Duffy said...

Ouch.

Howzat?!

Roger Stevens said...

Hmmm... of course this was originally a children's poem.

wastedpapiers said...

Children think "googlies" is an incredibly funny word , as do I.

Roger Stevens said...

Hmmm. About time I loaded up a few more poems.

Nicole Braganza said...

Hahaha so cute. I wish someone wrote me a poem like that