Flushing Bay-Go Away- Don'T Come Back Another Day
Say Hey Jason Bay
Where'd it go astray
used to roar like lion and now you just bray
Let us Pray
Give me a break with your headache and your practice hitting sessions
after 8o mill it,s too late for in season lessons
It,s Summer Time and by now your numbers should be lofty
instead we get another scoop of a second-rate Mr. Softee
your time has been numbered since the day of your hire
time to try your balancing act on the league,s waiver wire
Your not Mays not Steve Henderson not even Lee Mazzili
Even King Kong Kingman,s strikeouts were never this silly
as a Pirate and a Red Sox you were never in such a rut
Go away wayward stray
the epitome of a New York Mutt
Copyright © Donald Reith | Year Posted 2012
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