Choosing Teams

I stood in the rain, freezing cold,  
Standing here was fast getting old,   
But I was picked last, once again,  
I would play defense in the pouring rain,  

I tried to tackle, and fell in the mud,  
The match was not starting out too good,  
We scored a goal in the first minute,  
I just wish I could play a part in it,  

Later on, I was put in goal,  
I wasn't too pleased, on the whole,  
I saved a shot, and kicked high and long,  
So far, I hadn't done anything wrong,  

In ten minutes, we were four-nil up,  
But pretty soon, I really messed up,  
I slipped in the mud, and fell with a splat  
The other team took advantage of that,  

Five minutes later, we were ten-four behind,  
This was humiliation of a fearful kind,  
My team was angry, and shaking with rage,  
I faked an injury, and was sent to the cage,  

The girls were playing hockey, I got to join in,  
I messed that up too, but we managed to win,  
I got in trouble, because I wasn't in pain,  
But at least I got out of the torrential rain  

I was put on detention, cleaning the floor,  
Doing it all was a terrible bore,  
I hate PE, I'm terrible at the lot,  
Will I be a sportsman?  I think not!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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August 14, 2009 at 3:57 AM
Love the humor. Neat writing. Sara
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