The Youth of the Madness
When i was young I played ball,
I played like a professional player
I ran the bases and caught the ball
I did this all when I played ball
When I was up to bat,
I swung with force
sending the ball flying
winning the last game
When I played the field,
I covered many areas at once
never letting the ball past me
always making the out
When I threw the ball,
it was always accurate
it was always nice and fast
mostly striking them out
When I played the bench
I sat there and watched
complaining the whole time
I did this all while I dreamt.
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