Butterfingers
I catch the bus,
I catch the train.
At times I even catch a plane.
I catch a cold,
I catch the flu.
I catch what normal people do.
So, why, I ask you,
one and all –
why can’t I catch a stupid ball?
Butterfingers
I catch the bus,
I catch the train.
At times I even catch a plane.
I catch a cold,
I catch the flu.
I catch what normal people do.
So, why, I ask you,
one and all –
why can’t I catch a stupid ball?
Australian Children’s Poetry 
As usual, Jenny, you’ve written a poem which is kid-friendly and likely to have any clumsy catcher nodding his or her head.
Fab. As always.
I love your poem, Jenny!