Round round round marbles are round 

Blue, green and mottled, shiny, and dull

Small, large, old and new

 

Flick it with my finger, it pings and dings 

It connects with another, clashes and smashes 

It flies across the floor at the speed of light 

I grab another marble, ping it misses 

Disappointment, sadness, another chance 

 

Clashes and smashes I win

  and clapping the marbles are