outside games

a game of frisbee,
the other kids asked me to play,
but i refused,
because my frisbees don't go the right way.
first they lead straight,
then they splay in all directions,
they quickly change course,
like some sort of a spectrum.
the other kids are brilliant,
they have superb expertise,
they offer to show me how,
and i say yes please.
the others moan and groan,
when they leap for my throws,
i feel sorry for them,
but still away they go.
after i've had a fair few shots,
i decide this isn't my game,
the others encourage me to keep trying,
but they appreciate me sitting out all the same.
honestly i'd just rather watch,
the other kids frisbees glide like ink,
frisbees are beautiful,
don't you think?