Playground Rules

The class all took the lesson of Hamilton too well;

For, Tom and Brucie vowed to meet -outside- after the bell.

Yet on the way past Foursquare, Sue and Pete each swung a limb;

Tommy had to knock them out before they knocked out him.

Then, at the place of meeting, Bruce deloped and hit the tree;

Tommy cried, “He meant to strike!” and punched him in the spleen.


While Sue and Pete and Brucie all sat in with the nurse;

The other kids were singing tales, each with a diff’rent verse.

Said Principal, “These playground fights are such a mixed-up mess.

“Our outside cam’ra’s blurry and the fighters won’t confess.”

All went home to fam’lies, and those fam’lies up and called:

Singing like the children, diff’rent verses one and all.

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©2021 Chel Owens

20 thoughts on “Playground Rules

  1. Jim Borden November 17, 2021 / 2:39 pm

    fun poem; I guess the apples don’t fall far from the tree…

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    • Chel Owens November 17, 2021 / 6:34 pm

      I didn’t know there were clubs! I was more of an independent fighter.


  2. Herb November 17, 2021 / 9:10 pm

    When I was in school both parties involved got suspended no matter who did what.

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  3. petespringerauthor November 17, 2021 / 11:53 pm

    Like all playground stories (speaking from experience as an evidence collector), everyone’s version is slightly different.

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  4. Nope, Not Pam November 18, 2021 / 2:12 am

    Yep, amazing how each person has a different tale to tell 🤨

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    • Chel Owens November 18, 2021 / 1:51 pm

      Even when I witness my kids fighting, they tell it differently!


      • Nope, Not Pam November 18, 2021 / 1:52 pm


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  5. Hobbo November 18, 2021 / 2:31 am

    I can still hear that chant in the playground, “fight, Fight, FIGHT!”

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