The Teacher Took My Tennis Ball by Libby Hathorn


The teacher took my tennis ball

She took it for the day,

Just because it broke some glass

She said I couldn’t play.

I’d like to try the same with her

When I think she goes too far–

‘Miss Jones,’ I’d like to say to her,

‘I’m going to take your car.

No Miss Jones, I’m sorry

You’re not allowed to borrow

But if you’re really, really good,

You’ll get it back tomorrow!



Source: Talks with my skateboard: A  Collection of poems by Libby Hathorn.  ABC, 1991.


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