A hard stare,
A threatening look,
Bouncers galore
I try to hook
Ball whizzes in
Oh boy! tis fast
Takes a faint edge
But manages to go past
the diving fielder,
n Crosses the rope
although tis a fluke
still gives me some hope
Next one comes in
& hits the pad
All of em shout
But the one who matters
Says “not out”
Nasty fielders have a field day
Bruised n hurt, let
my bat say
Less light, game called off
What matters most
I am still not out!!
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