Seeing

That was some jet!
Sounded like a rocket!
Instinctively,
I scan the horizon,
looking
for the mushroom clouds.

You Lead The League

You lead the league in ribbies, baby!
You are the damned best bally bopper
in the dug’s out, baby!
High five?
(Chewchewchewchewchew)
Crack of the cracked bat
cracks me up, Bubby baby!
Foulfoull, fling the flippin’ bally, baby,
‘round the base or bases, baby!
Gogogogogogo!
Whip it, wipe it, sniff it....
Throwthrowthrow,
runrunrun;
keep your bunions on the benches, boys,
and chewchewchew.
Touch the proper pillows, ‘round and ‘round.
Rack the K’s up and hope for hits.
These are the worm killers, the cans of corn,
and crap in the gap!
Eat your dogs and rally fries,
chewchewchew.
Hey!
We saw you spittin’ sumpin’ on groomed dirt!
You are side-armed and dangerous, baby,
(chewchewedchaw).
Buddy,
run on homey, now,
runrunrun.
Wind dance on the overgame,
jump, high five,
go home.