The
kids run around the court
Getting
sweaty
Sliding
along the polished wood floor
Playing
a variety of games
All
simultaneously
Something
that is sometimes soccer
Sometimes
dodge ball
And
more often keep away
I
shoot a few baskets
Make
them pretty easy
So
I think it is finally time
I’m
going to challenge you
My
nemesis of the court
The
queen of basketball
I am so on today!
Up for a quick game
of PIG?
Sure
If it will get us out of here
I’ll start
So
she starts
Does
the shots she likes
Up
close
Almost
under the net
But
I have her number on this
I’ve
learned how to make these
Consistently
After
something like 25 years
And
her technique gains no purchase
Next
she tries from about three-quarters of a free throw
It
clangs the rim
Bounces
off
I
gain the advantage
And
I capitalize
Far
right of the free throw line
Sweet
shot
Mostly
net
She
shoots for a try and a miss
“P!”
Next
a free throw
“I!”
But
I get cocky
Try
a backwards free throw
A
baseline jumper
A
big hook shoot
All
of them miss
And
she takes advantage
Subtly
and skillfully
In
short order I get P-I-G
And
I lose again
For
the few hundredth time
I
think she cheated
Her
cuteness distracts me
My
killer instinct dissipates
But
really
The
honest truth
She
can shoot
Has
discipline and skills
A
kind heart
And a killer game
That
she reigns down
On this porcine challenger
No comments:
Post a Comment