The Tennis Racket Thing (An Original Poem)

May 27, 2010
By The_Number_Five GOLD, Manassas, Virginia
The_Number_Five GOLD, Manassas, Virginia
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Favorite Quote:
Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind.
-- Dr. Seuss

It is a tennis racket thing
I found it in the hall
It's got some serious bling
And it is orange and it's tall.

But then the racket was thinking
He wanted to be a baseball bat
So he started crying and blinking
And was all like, "Im Fat."

So I told him he was pretty
And he was all like, "You're just saying that cuz ur my mom."
OMG He thinks I'm his mom? What a pitty.

Did I say that outloud?
Oh sorry.
"It's OK."

OK thats not what really happened...

He was like, "Your not my mom?"
I was like, "DUH NO!"
He was like, "Where did I go wrong?"
I was like, "GO with the FLOW!"

He was like, "My mom's a hippie."
I was like, "U CRAZY!"
He was like, "Don't get snippy,
Like a pimped out daisy."

I was like, "This is a stupid poem."
He was like, "Yup."
So I turned him into a *gnome.

* A gnome is one of those dwarf things with pointy red hats.

The author's comments:
I found one of those "Silly Bandz" things in the hallway that looked like an orange tennis racket. My friend and I made up this poem about it. It is really random, but hope you enjoy it!

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on Feb. 17 2012 at 8:11 pm
prettyinpiink GOLD, Houston, Texas
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Favorite Quote:
" Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened."

hehhe great job i really liked it probably because i play tennis and am seriously gonna be a pro someday but nice ! please check out my work and tell me what you think

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