Team Spirit

I asked the cricket coach If I could play on the First Grade team, He said that couldn't happen, It was only in my dream. I said, what about if the whole team got sick, Would I stand a chance then? He shook his head from side to side, And crossed my name off with a pen. Well, I guess, I better tell you coach, Ah, you know that stew that I brought in, I suggest the team don't eat it, If they want a chance to win. But alas, the warning came too late, The team had already tuckered down, They got a lot of runs that day, Just not on the cricket ground. -more poems like this can be found at: kidscomedypoetry.com.au