If I were a Boxing Glove

If I Were A Boxing Glove

If I were a boxing glove,

I’d have a red leather cover with sweat dripping down my padded thumb.

I’d have white stringy lace like an old granny’s hair to stop me from slipping off.

I’d have a powerful punch that would repeatedly sink into my opponent’s gut, until the ref loudly yelled K.O!

When my attacker strikes back I’d whack him in the mouth hoping for a rotten tooth to drop.

I’d feel like the king of the world when I lifted up the shiny belt of gold.

All day long I’d hang around in the stuffy changing room waiting for the next dangerous round.

By FW & JD