Wiffle Ballmer
It is
dimpl'd. It is yellow. It is
roundish, doncha know it.
It will
It will
curve...'n' then will swerve...'n' then will
sink each time you throw it.
It is
hollow; in its hold it hoards some
snow-dissolving salt.
(Do you
(Do you
fail to find this charming...? Such is
surely not my fault.)