My Passion

I love to do it anytime;
And I'll do it anywhere.
I will do it with anyone I can;
Anyone that's available and there.

I actually live to do this;
It is my raging need.
Some would say I'm crazed I guess;
Or that I'm a real strange breed?

I often do it five nights a week;
And on the weekends too.
It used to be much less than that;
But then my passion grew!

I bet you think how sick I must be;
To be so strangely obsessed.
But I feel so much better now;
Now that I've confessed.

What is this horrible passion of mine;
That drives me and keeps on controlling?
It's what I could do every day of my life;
My passion is my "bowling."

© Betty Hawkins
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