To Pitch a B itch

I often post my poems “A I” - (AS IS)
Spelchek uses “R”s  and I don’t
We us “H’s” instead
(we paahk R caahs in Haavaad yaad)
We’ve been known
To pitch a B itch 
Mostly about those F-N Yankees
We “gawk at visitors from New Yawk”
We eat “bay gulls” for breakfast
Sprinkle “jimmies” on our ice cream
Buy our booze at the “packie”
Return all one fingered salutes
Drink from the bottle…cuz we know the bartenders
Believe that crosswalks are for sissy’s
That “cursive” is a language
Our politicians are as crooked as our roads
We will BOO the home team when they “piss us off”
Then call them WICKED PISSA when they do well
(we even have it on cups and T-shirts)
AI would unscrew itself if it had to listen to our conversations
We are who we are
DEAL WITH IT…

Someone from New York will tell ya where to go
Someone from Boston will tell you how to get there
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Bauer Avatar
June 22, 2024 at 12:23 PM
i enjoyed this poem very much, john, despite being a born and bred new yawka! (my husband and i once foolishly opened a new york yankees umbrella while visiting boston when it started raining - the only umbrella we had in the car- and we were surprised by the wrath directed at us by passersby. in new york, that would only happen at a ball game.)
Lawless Avatar
June 23, 2024 at 6:38 AM
Sadly Irene, many still suffer from BDS (Bucky Dent Syndrome)...alas, a Green Monster spear to the heart.
Lane Avatar
June 22, 2024 at 9:32 AM
and to think... Boston is one of my favorite cities. Maybe because it's so like home where we wear bags over our heads when our Saints football team become the 'Aints' when they play poorly. People make fun of us saying, 'Y'all,' and then can't believe we don't have a Southern drawl. The difference between us and New Yawkers... maybe you guys, too is that we welcome everyone with a smile and a glass of sweet tea, wave au revoir and say, "Y'all come back." We say 'Mon Dieu' instead of OMG!!
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