Baseball
Hurray" our national pastime has arrived,
Hot dogs, beer, peanuts, baseball is here, surprise'
Follow your favorite team, Yankees, Dodgers, Arizona, whoever,
Our nation loves this sport, probably it will go on forever.
Our national pastime starts with the fans,
Steroids finally addressed and put to rest, the drug use is now banned'
Cheering, the roar of the crowd,
Rah' Rah' Rah' Baseball should be proud'
The gift given to youngsters, as their eyes shine,
As their heroes play to prime-time.
It gives chills to them, to see the season finally start,
It lifts youngsters hearts, to see their heroes play with heart.
Have fun all, and let the games begin,
In each city, hopes and dreams, for their city's baseball team, to win.
God has blessed America, and we must never forget,
Baseball is a distraction, a 3 and half hour game, that brings smiles to elderly and the
younger set.
It binds our nation, in its spectacle, and grace,
A diversion from our national troubles, on with the pennant race.
But, never forget God's gift to all,
To allow us this diversion, this spectacle called baseball.
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