Nostalgic Bovyne
Calypso
That is no lie
I hang from tree
And bounce in sky
The children come
And smile wide
Because they know
What i have inside
They bring the stick
To knock me ‘round
So my candy
Hits the ground
They all line up
To take their turn
One boy starts
The others yearn
Hit smack
Blam whack
Then hit some more
But i bounce back
After all
The kids have tried
They gather ‘round
To take their prize
Gummies, lollies
And taffy too
So much candy
(But no real food)
They stuff their pockets
And their faces
And then they head
To other places
Birthday boy
Stays a little longer
He picks me up
And hands to father
The game is done
But i no fear
They’ll patch me up
We’ll play next year
