Poem of the Day

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I’ve scraped the skin

From off my chin,

My arms and legs are grazed,

My elbow’s sprained,

My ankle’s maimed,

I’m feeling kind of dazed.

I’ve crunched my neck,

My knee’s a wreck,

My fingers curl like claws,

My dental work

Has gone berserk

And jammed up both my jaws.

My eyes are black,

My nose is red,

My lips are turning blue –

So tell me why

The teachers cry –

SPORT IS GOOD FOR YOU!

6 thoughts on “Poem of the Day”

June 30, 2015 at 12:35 am Bill Condon says:

Terrific poem, Jill – and I agree – sport is dangerous.

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June 30, 2015 at 1:00 am jennyerlanger says:

A great poem, Jill. I loved both the content and the rhythm.

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June 30, 2015 at 1:11 am triciasimmons says:

Ha! Love it Jill. I always hated sport at school

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June 30, 2015 at 2:38 am australianchildrenspoetry says:

Enjoyed your poem, Jill, and really related to it.

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June 30, 2015 at 7:15 am Jill says:

I’ve only just discovered that people leave lovely comments on the Poem of the Day so it’s been great fun hunting down my poems in the archives and reading the responses. Wahoo! Thanks so much to all who have taken the time to leave a note. I am SUCH a great fan of your poems Jenny and yours too, Bill, although I haven’t read as many. I look forward to seeing more :0)

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June 30, 2015 at 7:32 am Kaye Baillie says:

Delightful, thanks Jill.

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