Short Southpaw Poems

A porcelain jaw cannot stand up to the buzzsaw of a southpaw...

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Higgledy-Piggledy Pop;
Make the madness stop.

Empty your bladder,
On the boob tube blabber.

Yackity Yak, Yackity Yak,
Our sanity is under attack.

Spin, Spin, Spin, the thing;
The world defined by the southpaw wing.

Chapter VI explained it all;
60 million died at that ball;

Higgledy-Piggledy Pop;
The madness needs to stop....

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Just look up with either eye.
Do you see the color of the sky?
See those eggs inside the robin’s nest.
One is like all the rest.
Look at the peacock’s feathers at the zoo.
Tell me, do they possess which hue?
Remember Vida who pitched for the A’s
He was a southpaw from some earlier days.
What was his last name?  I am asking you.
It is none other than “Blue”.

Robert Pettit for Russell Sivey’s The Colors Have It contest
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He is a San Diego native southpaw.
One of the best young pitchers I ever saw.
The Phillies chose him first in 2002.
In 2006 was his big league debut.
He has made his presence felt with all the teams.
He can baffle the best of hitters, it seems.
With wins and strikeouts, he will be the team’s ace.
Nobody can knock “King Cole” out of his place.
He will be pitching with many home crowd cheers.
May he delight Phillies fans for many years.
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