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Poem Number 8961
The ball flew past me at the plate,
as I scratched myself and grabbed too late.
We lost the game...it was our fate,
'cause I scratched myself and grabbed too late!
Commentary:
The idea is very topical. The rhyme is fine, except you have "late" rhyming with "late". You're on the right track. Build on your good efforts. :: Howie
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sounds like you were handling the bat & balls just fine
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a guys gotta do what a guys gotta do
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a guy gotta comment what a guy gotta comment.
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Line 3 - be kinder to yourself. there will be other games. just be on the winning team.
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