Lousy Catcher's Mitt

I bought myself a catcher's mitt
so I could catch a ball.
But all I ever caught were things
I didn't want at all.

I caught a fish, I caught a cab;
just how I can't explain.
I caught my brother telling lies,
I even caught a train.

I caught a show, I caught a crook,
I caught the evening news.
I caught my sister kissing boys,
and then I caught a snooze.

Come see my lousy catcher's mitt:
a wonder to behold!
I've never caught a single ball,
and now I've caught a cold!

--Kenn Nesbitt

Copyright © 2001 Kenn Nesbitt
All Rights Reserved

This poem appears in the book The Aliens Have Landed!.

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	On Jun 24, 2008 Cool Kids from USA wrote: We love this poem because because it is funny. Our favorite part is when the poet caught his sister kissing boys! We want to read more Ken Nesbitt poems. It was funny that the catcher's mitt caught lots of things, except for a baseball! P.S. We wanted to hear the poet read his poem!
	On Jun 4, 2008 God from Heaven wrote: Nice Poem
	On May 28, 2008 Ally from U.S wrote: i love this poem it is perfect for what i am doing for a english thing!!!!!! Thank You
	On Apr 30, 2008 zachary sharp from america wrote: That is the worst poem I have ever read in a million years.
	On Feb 25, 2006 Peter from CA wrote: That was good!

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