I caught my balls against some sticks

Twas done when falling from a tree

My balls were wrecked Oh Woe was me!

Then last night I was walking home

All by myself and quite alone

I saw some balls upon the ground

All fresh and pink and smooth and round

I picked them up and took them back

To see if they would fit my sack

My wife said “They look OK Wally”

“Just jump up here upon my trolly”

She slit my sack so she could see

The best place for the balls to be

She slipped them in and sewed them down.

So now my sack is full and round.

So ladies if you snip some balls off

Don’t mangle them or cast aloft

There may be others just like me

Just longing for a chance to be

So full of balls that they can write

A ditty for your clear delight

Thankyou Wally Noballs