Peewee Soccer

Christopher is counting clouds
Hannah braids her hair
Peter's playing peek-a-boo
Greg growls like a bear

Kevin kicks with all his might
And though the ball stays put
His sneaker sails across the field
To land near Rogers foot

Billy Brown is looking down
He sees a four leaf clover
Billy wants to pick the plant
And thats why he bends over

We see the ball bounce off his bum
And sail toward the goal
The goalie gets confused
We watch his stop then drop and roll

The other team lets out a cheer
Our team lets out a scream
As Billy's bottom scores a goal
For the other team


Writen by. Robert Pottle

P.S I picked this poem because it made me laugh so much it hurted! :')
And I think Robert is a very good poet. (~Maggie)