Street Cricket

On the busy streets of our homes

With uncles and aunties

And all the neighbouring kids

There would be no umpires

Nor any spectators

But we would play on

Till the sun goes down!

Hitting the terrace would be a six,

Pammi aunties home would be a four

But we would really badly get out

If we hit the nearby store!

Breaking a window would be a two

But you never know what the neighbour would do!

And hitting the dog would be a one

It would bark, but it would still be fun!

There would be no wides and no no-balls

Except for when the tennis ball is bounced

And grandpa has a fall!

There would be no disputes over run outs

Because we would never run fast

We would never get out!

But after all we still love the game

Though it brings us neither money nor fame!

We love street cricket

And it’s totally an amusing game!