You Ripper, Howzat! You Beauty

I’m held in the hand with an iron grip
I look and feel like a choppy sea in the middle of a storm
When Josh bowls me
I create chaos for the batting team
When I’m bowled especially by Josh
I go crash through the wood
they yell “you beauty”
or “you little ripper”
and sometimes “Howzat!”

When Josh bowls a flipper
I confuse the batsman.
Did you know I have a brother
Who helped bowl the Pommies out
as well as the Kiwis
Trust me I’m not as famous as my brothers.

I just sit in his bag or on the desk
waiting for him to come home
and when he does I’m full of joy
He spins me in the air all the time

When it comes to training
Josh pads up and his dad bowls
Sometimes I get smacked
Sometimes he blocks me
I sometimes feel like
I’m apart of the family
He takes me everywhere

Some days he says I’m as useful
As an ashtray on a motorbike
Other days he says
I’m the best cricket ball he has had.
I got a time strain because I have to train

But one day Josh bowled
A leggy and got the winning wicket
We were both filled with joy
He loves to use me especially at training,
Anyway I have to go
Yes, you guessed it
Josh is holding me with an iron grip