A Pick Me Up Games Day For Francis The Little Field Mouse

Sunday morning and Francis's mum hears a knock at the door
 It's Harry and Morris with games galore
Our dads gave us some games,that they used to play
 When one of them was ill, or on a rainy day
Harry's dad sent Crossfire,a game of sure shot aim
 Morris brought Rebound,gauge your power,is the name of the game
Harry helped Francis,to the dining table
 Where battle would commence,on the gaming table
First the boys played Crossfire,that's played on a board
 A net at each end,where goals will be scored
In the centre circle is a large ball barring
 Encased in a plastic collar,which is luckily,hard wearing 
At each end of the board,Francis and Harry have a gun
 With a ramp underneath,so the bolly's can run
They load up with the bolly's,and ready for the show
 Morris is spectating,he says,on your marks,get set GO
Francis and Harry,fire at the target ball
 Each gaining and loosing ground,as the game goes on
Then Harry gets a break as Francis's ammo runs out
 Francis try's to reload,then Harry gives a shout
Harry scores a goal,good goal,a gracious Francis insisted
 Harry says,thanks mate,but let's compare our blisters
Both the boys fingers were throbbing as they looked
 Both said for that game,it's time to give up
Francis's mum,put on the boys some plasters
 The game was ok,but ended in disaster 
Francis's mum says it's time for a break
 Sit down and relax,I've made sandwiches and cake
They were chatting about the old games,their dads had sent round
 Morris was looking forward to playing his dad's game,Rebound
A long yellow plastic shuffle board,with rubber bands on the top two corners
 Three sets of bolly's with coloured plastic collars,the one with the highest score,will obviously take the honours
Scoot your bolly up one side
 Bounce up both corners,watch it slide
Who ever's gone before you,their bolly's you'll hit
 Don't do it to hard,or you'll end up in the pit
This is a game,that all the boys can play
 No more sore blisters,and the boys enjoy their day
Harry looks outside,as darkness is falling
 He says to Morris,ayup mate,I think we should be going
They said their thank you's to Francis's mum
 For all the refreshments,that she had done
See you Francis,the boys gave a shout 
 Can't wait until your better,and we can all play out