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Flushing Bay-Go Away- Don'T Come Back Another Day

Say Hey Jason Bay Where'd it go astray used to roar like lion and now you just bray Let us Pray Give me a break with your headache and your practice hitting sessions after 8o mill it,s too late for in season lessons It,s Summer Time and by now your numbers should be lofty instead we get another scoop of a second-rate Mr. Softee your time has been numbered since the day of your hire time to try your balancing act on the league,s waiver wire Your not Mays not Steve Henderson not even Lee Mazzili Even King Kong Kingman,s strikeouts were never this silly as a Pirate and a Red Sox you were never in such a rut Go away wayward stray the epitome of a New York Mutt

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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