Nine Sisters An Me, Ole
One and one doesn't always make two
Not in our house anyway
One and one made ten sweet offsprings
Nine sisters and me, olé!
Spoiled? You certainly can believe it
But lovable just the same
The makings of a girl's baseball team
And a mascot with the same last name
We were all very far apart in age
Though fame awaited us guys
But now there's only one sister left
An opportunity has passed us by
Very sad but perhaps way up yonder
We'll earn great fortune and fame
Known to all as the Felines Plus One
A symbol of a wonderful game
© Jack Ellison 2012
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2012
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