My Gymnastics Leotard

My gymnastics leotard, all covered in chalk,
in my leotard I cannot talk!
I have heaps of fun
seeing people laughing, smiling and playing.

I get cold without a jacket.
Sometimes it’s itchy, sometimes it’s not;
It stays in a box,
covered in chalk.

As colourful as a rainbow,
as bright as the big, hot, yellow sun
doing flips and twirling upside down,
I twirl in it, I love my itchy leotard that I walk in,
with bright orange pink hues.

Sometimes I’m angry,
sometimes I am not.
Nothing can replace this.
When I wear it I feel gleeful
although it’s as itchy as rough leaves,
my purple, itchy leotard!