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Red Weathered Leather by closetpoetjester

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RED WEATHERED LEATHER


I'm old and weathered
stained and marred
no longer rolling round the yard

my leather hide
has stitches loose
this causes drag in my caboose

I'm out of shape
I've been retired
life as I know it, has expired

I used to witness
little shits
and all their little dummy spits

each stubborn kid
each shriek and shout:
"It's tippy-go!" - "That's fuckin' out!

But things are dim
my polish gone
red sphere's veneer, "has-been" and shone

the days, are dull
although I try
I lack all shine, yet graced the sky

Please understand
I can't complain,
but memories, entrenched remain

My jacket's split,
my seam is cracked
from being pounded, hurled or whacked

by every Harry
Tom and Dick,
and one called Pete, that nasty prick

he'd pelt me hard
in hopes I'd thump
my supple skin on wooden stump

but rarely did
he get me pissed
the four-eyed fuckwit mostly missed!

(C)


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Author Notes

Apologies to those who wear glasses (myself included)
No malice intended. Only from the ball of course.

Thanks for reading...

PS for those NOT up with (backyard) Cricket terminology "tippy-go" means - if you hit it, you have to run. Even if you ONLY snick it a teency bit.

     

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