by steve1223adelaide, South Australia
Aug 2011 474 Views 2 comments
The Battle
Flip the coin, the answer's there
Bat or bowl is the question
Suited up the batsman goes
To face the bowler's fury
Glare at him, the evil eye
And start his mighty run up
Let ball fly at tremendous pace
Must be almost a hundred and fifty
Crack of ball against willow
And shouts of, catch it
Arms outstretched and in the air
The fingers find their target
Excited men mill around
As batsman back to pavilion
One wicket down with nine to go
The battle has just begun
Bat or bowl is the question
Suited up the batsman goes
To face the bowler's fury
Glare at him, the evil eye
And start his mighty run up
Let ball fly at tremendous pace
Must be almost a hundred and fifty
Crack of ball against willow
And shouts of, catch it
Arms outstretched and in the air
The fingers find their target
Excited men mill around
As batsman back to pavilion
One wicket down with nine to go
The battle has just begun
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Posted: Aug 2011
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