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Bouncy Billy Barrington

by Dave Fitzgerald

Bouncy Billy Barrington,
Forever accident prone.
For all his falling over
He never broke a bone.
He made an amazing discovery
At the age of ten,
When he took a nasty fall
And bounced right up again.

He'd fallen over the handlebars
Of his home-made bike,
But there was not a scratch on him,
The lucky little tyke!
He should have had some broken bones,
But he wasn't even bent.
Where Jack fell down and broke his crown
Billy didn't have a dent!

With this brand new talent
His mind began to race.
He brought a whole to meaning to
Pulling a funny face.
When he thought his flying mind
Had got right up and fled,
He grabbed a hold of his right ear
And wrapped it 'round his head!.

So he grew up as a street artist
But didn't take any money
For his payment was in knowing
That his stretchiness was funny.
He wasn't like a mercenary
Who given an inch would take a mile.
His payment was in happiness,
Give him a pinch, he'll take a smile :)


Posted on 03/20/2007
Copyright © 2024 Dave Fitzgerald

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 03/20/07 at 02:45 AM

Such a delight!! This just makes me smile from ear to ear!!

Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 03/20/07 at 03:39 AM

Muwahahahahahaha. Awesome.

Posted by Gregory R Schelske on 03/21/07 at 12:09 AM

Dave...you're hot on my coat tails. Good stuff!!

Posted by Jennifer Ragan on 03/21/07 at 12:13 AM

Love it:)

Posted by Glenn Currier on 03/07/11 at 06:14 PM

Hey Dave - you tickled the little boy in me. Still smiling. This was so much fun. Thanks - it is good to see this side of you.

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