Batter Up
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When they call Batter Up, I fill with dread.
Back in the outfield I would rather be!
Pop ups, not Grand Slams, I hit instead!
When they call Batter Up, I fill with dread.
Don’t count your chickens. They’re already dead!
With bases loaded, it’s all up to me??
When they call Batter Up, I fill with dread.
Back in the outfield I would rather be!
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2015
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