Fun: Balls

If nobody knew the meaning of ball, Air in a bladder of skin, If nobody knew the sound on the ground, The turn or the lift or the spin, Then people wouldn't walk the green back and forth, Wouldn't aim for over a net, Wouldn't know about scrummage, ruck, maul or try, Wouldn't use words like love, deuce and set, And i think folks would laugh at the simple idea, The primitive notion, the thought, That teams of men could attack one another, Then stand up and call it a sport, But then again, no, the ball has a use, It replaces the dead with a score, The ball of choice, whatever the size, It's probably stopped a small war.