A punch a kick and then the liquid
Running across my face
Repulsive saliva enters my mouth
It's not a pleasant taste
Laughing and cajoling
The footsteps creep away
From the crumpled heap below
My energy gone for the day
Like an apple thrown to the floor
I'm left battered and darkly bruised
This was a Neanderthals playtime
I'm glad I kept them amused
Buzzing sound of my mobile
Tentatively I let out a yelp
Tears roll down my cheeks
As I somehow utter help
I only wanted to go bowling
Nothing less or nothing more
But I encountered the wrong type of animal
Now I'm here bloodied and sore