ian's+poems

= ON THE BALL I see the ball its comming down the field he is big and tall i still see it he's past half field and comming strong time slows down and it takes him long HE SHOOTS I stand my ground __it hits the ground bounces up like kangaroos on springs__ it hits my stick and then the ground = = i grab it and pass it and the win, we have found = = = = = =2. my nauscious and exiting life=
 * 1) __here are some of my frasalistic poems that are frasalistic!!! : ): )__

this hard and rough mesh is hurting me im in the air spinning and spinning ouch i hit my head on the ground and right back in to the mesh but this one is like a hammock but what do you know im in the air but this time i dont hit the ground i hit my chest right smach dab in the middle of the post i start to cry while i roll on the ground crying my mommy i dont even notice that i got wacked by plastic the game was over and they left me alone waiting for a friend

3. the greatest weapon of all sleek and shiny made of titanium hard plastic curved to perfecticion cutomised color fit for your team a lacrosse stick my weapon of choice media type="custom" key="3625031"