Funny Baseball Poems | Funny Poems About Baseball
These Funny Baseball poems are examples of Funny poems about Baseball. These are the best examples of Funny Baseball poems written by international PoetrySoup poets
If you don't find the poem you want here, try our incredible, super duper, all-knowing, advanced poem search engine.
Dancing all around
Frolicking through fields
Just like you!
upside down from a rafter
giving my cherished name
to short splintered sticks
that hits long balls
out of sight
both day and night and
did I mention the difficulty that I have
in going while hanging upside down
God made it so that
I must move to move
and stand upright
As a new father I coached my little league son
He was clumsy and uncoordinated
Picked dandelions in the outfield
Watched bumble bees fly and hum
Would run to a grounder and watch it stop
pick it up to throw it but it would drop
He enjoyed his team mates for they were friends
He struck out more than hitting the ball
Funny thing was he would always run whether he did or not
How I wanted him to hit the ball so hard
Perhaps a grand- slam homerun for him and my heart
But the greatness was in him- he was part of the team
His greatest joy was afterwards
When we’d all go get ice-cream
It is rare when a woman is interested in a ball game.
However, your excuse for going is pretty lame.
There is not a single fact of baseball you know.
You could not tell Babe Ruth from Joe DiMaggio.
And that fact unfortunately is just the beginning.
Each part of the game is not a “quarter”, but an “inning”.
Chalk this one up as another hair brained scheme.
The goal you wish to attain is a pipe dream.
That is a concrete fact nobody can deny.
You wear expensive clothes hoping to catch their eye.
Many women would like to be a ball player’s honey.
After all, they do make an awful lot of money.
Here is something I have to point out that is true.
Not one of these players will be interested in you.
By some stroke of luck or justice all the kids who were chosen last, mercilessly teased through the years or simply were too fat or thin to field or hit a baseball, managed to get into the same seventh grade class. While the resulting “peanuts” team did not win a single game in the tiny grade school league, at least they finally played.