January 13, 2012

Object poem - Baseball

Wanna play catch? Wanna play toss? Come on get up!?... Want to play catch with me? You can throw me around. You can toss me some please. I just want you to play with me. I don't get why you wont play with me? Is it the red stitches on my face, sorry they actually play with me.. Am i ugly? Am I dirty? No I'm squeaky clean, cause you NEVER use me. I wish i ment something to you. Play with me? If you were a ball id play with you all the time. Wanna play catch? Wanna play toss? Anything? PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE. Get your lazy ass up and play with me. All i asked is to get played with? Want to play catch?

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