Life Is a Ping-Pong Paddle, and We Are the Ping-Pong Balls

Life Is a Ping-Pong Paddle, and We Are the Ping-Pong Balls

Well, Life is a ping-pong paddle

And we are the ping-pong balls.

We may think we are tall in the saddle

But we’re slammed into tables and walls.

We are tossed into air and then batted and spun

We’ll be scuff’d and well-English’d before we are done

And it’s always a player, not us, who has won,

With Life as a ping-pong paddle

And Us as the ping-pong balls.

So it pays to be super-resilient

And to bounce back intact and unscathed,

To detach from the navel’s imbiliment

Fly freely and be karma-bathed,

For we keep all our innocence and our good name

Being blamelessly used without fortune nor fame

And without us there would not be even a game

Let alone the excitement that’s rife

With Balls giving meaning to Life.