The Stress Ball Poem

A poem about the stress ball.

The Stress Ball Poem

 

You are designed to be quite tough

So when we're mad you cannot break

But I put my ball to the test

A chance is what I did then take.

I got real ticked at something so

I grabbed it and I wore it out

I bit it, stretched it, crushed it, yes

About its strength, I had my doubts.

Though it held firm it did not work

I found my stress had not reduced

I shattered myths about stress balls

They don't work--that's what I've deduced.

So don't buy one of those stress balls

Just take around some worthless toys

You're mad? Just rip off all their heads

This method works for girls and boys.

Reviews

[Jerichael Hoffmanshiret..]

this poem and stress balls have a lot in common...