Ping Poems

Sing the Ping Pong Song

I'll teach you the ping pong song.
You can all sing along - 
the ping song, ping song, ping song.
 
The words are easy.  You can't sing wrong.
Sing it loud and sing it strong -
sing pong, sing pong, sing pong. 

The Ping Pong Song

A return is impossible.  Feel the sting
of my vicious forehand...ping. 
My friend, I'm afraid you've got that wrong. 
Here it comes - my tenacious...pong. 
Hear this - my shot's resounding ring. 
I doubt you can repel that...ping. 
Take that, my unyielding counter...pong. 
Ah, the melody of the ping pong song.

Ping Song

Table tennis is a song - 
ping pong, ping pong, ping pong.

Second

I know you've heard the story.
I think everybody has.
About the Downey boy who won second place
In everything that was.

In that Southern California city,
Downey was its name,
In every city-wide contest,
Dave's results seemed just the same.

Second place in pole-vaulting,
Second in wrestling, too,
Second in  the 100 yard dash
When Steve McCoy, past him, flew.

At least Dave did well in school,
Mostly

- Ping - Pong -

                               Silhouettes in black and white
                   

Pink Perforated Ping Pong Balls

Alfie was the first son of a billionaire
Who bought a golden cradle for his son and heir
There was no expense that daddy wouldn’t spare
And perforated ping pong balls didn’t feature there

On Alfie’s one year birthday daddy thought of Alfie’s birth
And wondered what gift he would choose from anything on Earth
He told his son, “Please tell

The Balls: A Parody of Poe's the Bells

I
Hear the bouncing of the balls--
Basketballs!
What a sound of merriment they cause when each ball falls!
How they echo, echo, echo,
Inside the gymnasium walls,
Arriving at a crescendo
While the spectators shout “Bravo!”
Drowning the referee’s calls;
And the players start
To make their last dart
Amidst the reverberation ricocheting off the stalls
From the balls, balls, balls, balls,
Balls, balls, balls--
From the bouncing

China's Outlawed Ping-Pong

In Red China they've just outlawed Ping-Pong
  You have to wonder what too them so long
     To have to play in a mask
     A near-impossible task
   But what got it banned were those skimpy thongs

Sing Ping Its Holiday Season

time of year as christmas is near
to show you care
time to share
 be aware
its love  that comes from above
for all   reason
SING PING
ITS HOLIDAY SEson

Ping Pong Parp

If you hear the sound of rat-tat-a-tat
It's not a woodpecker or a chattering cat
Tis George F. Latulence an aristocrat
Playing ping pong with his gold crested bat.

A competitor and show-off he deems to be
Dresses each day in his noble finery
Pantaloons his normal fancy day wear
His ancestry, finery, regalia, style flair.

He never shares glory or plays with

Gas Ping Ii

There once was a wealthy tycoon
Who loved piloting his balloon
In Albuquerque
He rammed a turkey
And landed a wee bit too soon

Gas Ping

Crikey! Its already Friday!
So its fish & pumpkin pie day
And they go together
Like Hurricane weather
School Kids call it Breathe & Die day

My Son-In-Law Ping

PING 

         He's the man of the house,
          Loving dad of two boys. 
             
           

Ping Pong

The old man said to a young man,      
Each time he answered the phone.     
Hitch your wagon with a strong hand.    
Have courage, go far, and live long.    
Encourage yourself and take a stand.   
Expect the best and

Ping

sit here staring out of eyes
that i don't seem joined to
searching inside for the exit door
fingers move without invitation
screaming from this flesh and bone prison
playing tennis with echo words
drowning in my thoughts

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