Red Ball

I am the same as another fourteen But in fact I am pretty sad If only I was dipped in another colour My life wouldn't be so bad The table light lights up with bright white light It shines down in my face I am in the triangle waiting my turn To be sent to another place But I get so tired rolling around Travelling on the green And then the man with the cue arrives He looks is so very mean Slowly he leans, eyeing up the shot Suddenly he strikes me............. Running so fast, heading to pocket Fit like a lock and key Life of a red ball Is pretty sad If only dipped in another colour My life wouldn't be so bad!