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His arm made baseballs that he threw
A bb size with bullet speed.
They’d zip to home and pop the mitt
Until the ump “strike three!” decreed. 

That was his fastball, and his curve
Was lightning fast and had a hook
That many hungry anxious fish
Thought they could bite, but they mistook. 

And e’en his trip to Cooperstown
Might e’en the quickest record yield.
The only time he wasn’t fast
Was walking slowly off the field.

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© Dennis Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2016.

 

 

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