Dolphin women joined the pink convent
It was a hullaballoo, said my cousin Kent.
The dolphin men tried to crash in too.
But alas, they were turned away in Kalamazoo.
I hear they wear pink hoods and capes said one.
That’s a rumor said my auntie whose name is Munn.
The men are all about trying to get in is what I heard.
They are acting crazy about it, silly, kind of absurd.
Simon has been to 7 Paralympic games,
Starting with Barcelona and including Rio,
He has a silver from Atlanta - 1992 planes,
A bronze Athens 2004, a bronze 2008 trio.
After a night out on his way home, shortcut,
He tripped and fell onto a live railway track,
The driver could not stop in time, it strut,
But a nurse by-passer saved his life back.
He is a large, tall man at 6 ft 5, amputee,
And says “I didn't get picked because I’m
a fantastic player but ‘cos I was big [see].
The disability’s secondary.“ You have dime.
He’s won 2 World Championship silvers,
And 11 European Championship medals,
With 4 golds, 4 silvers, 3 bronze slivers:
He captained teamGB in 2011 in capitals.
In Rio the basketball team finished third,
Taking home a bronze with total dignity;
He’s a 4.0 player, has travelled the world,
Enjoying playing for Italian clubs infinitely.
Born on 31 January 1968, amputated 22,
He lives in Peacehaven in East Sussex,
But flips between there and Italy so beaux,
To train, although Milton Keynes is apex.
Dad said Willy Munn had jumped the gun
and he raised his fists to everyone
then he shot off his mouth...
so I went to his house
no perceivable damage was done!
But he saw my nose pressed to the pane
so I ran away back down the lane
but he came to our door
and he yelled and he roared
and my parents swore I could explain!
So I faced him while filled with pure dread
and I told him all my dad had said
and nobody looked pleased
not a soul was appeased...
Were they sad that no hole aired Will's head?
And as second thoughts came I declared
how I thought Willy Munn had been spared
'cause his face was a mess
even when at it's best
from the punches when tempers were flared.
When I looked at the three I just knew
that my days spent in listening were through
and I thought I should shoot
that small place where my boot
was now lodged there with yesterday's shoe.
I remembered a little to late
'bout the last time that dad set me straight
"an idiom's not real
the true idea's concealed
I don't always mean all that I state!"