Baseball 3Rd Grade Poems | Examples
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Boomers
Bottle caps were currency
Pop sticks were our props
Maple seeds
Were whirly birds
Spinning like a top
Hopscotch drawn on
Down the streets
Jump ropes tied to reels
Double Dutch was fun to watch
Especially for the girls
Quarters pitched against a wall
Closest takes ‘em all
We played that game
With baseball cards
Some lost DiMaggio
We grew up fast
We learned the ropes
And mostly on our own
We’re called the Baby Boomers
We’re "like a rolling stone”
Bill MacEachern August 13, 2023
They called me fat and I laughed.
They called my mother an idiot and I rolled my eyes.
They threw out names so hard and fast
I had to get a baseball bat to start hitting them into right field.
They were landing on other people now.
People who whined, cried, sobbed, and put up their dukes.
People who told me how I ought to feel, and out to behave.
Bossy, overhanded people who amused me.
There are always the infamous “they” somewhere
Lurking around, trying hard to make you sigh, cry, and possibly die.
Get out your bats, but don’t inflict pain,
Swing away at the words, not the “They’s”.
They will stop bothering you after that.
Thought it would be fun to write a cute little Smarty Pants poem.
I was crazy with excitement about it, laughing with happiness gore.
I was so happy about the idea, I figured it had been done before.
So I typed in Smarty Pants poem into my Google search engine, on a loop.
Out of all my ideas, I thought this one made the most sense, not a bloop.
It had a whole bunch of links. The first three brought me to Poetry Soup.
I had to laugh at that. I should not have been surprised one little bit.
Of course at least one of my pals on this site would have already thought of it.
Smarty Pants on the ceiling, smarty pants in my tea throwing a great big fit.
Smarty pants in the kitchen, chasing Sylvester, my orange and yellow cat.
Smarty pants on the baseball diamond, throwing down the big wooden bat.
Smarty pants spinning pottery, on a kiln, sitting on a durable mat.
Of course Poetry Soup already had a Smarty Pants poem, imagine that!