An Ode To Albert
Got tickets to the game tonight.
In Cardinal Red, it's pure delight.
With seats along the first base line,
It's sending chills down my spine.
Here he comes, Albert the Great!
His bat in hand, I just can't wait.
The crowd's electric, on their feet.
THE SWING! bat and ball did meet.
To Big Mac Land, it found it's place.
Around the bases he did race.
The team all waited at home plate.
Still his ego would not inflate.
One more record for the books.
All Redbird fans with joyful looks.
Go Crazy Folks! Jack would say.
It still rings true at Busch today.
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