Hitting the dirt
Again and he spins
Averts the impossible
Loses but then he wins
Taking the swings
With the pauses
And the misses with the hits
Always minds his causes
And takes the chunks with the bits
Out and about
He's a man for all people
They scream and they shout
But he's no feeble
Minded trickster with those
Lying sleeves and words
He's the one they chose
He's not just for the birds
No - he don't subscribe to the herd
When it's all said and done
And he unties his laces
He says he's had fun
Open and closing cases
Taking and stealing bases
Like it's just part of his day
Running and gone with no traces
It's not about the pay
No - no, just part of the day
May 12, 2014
May 12, 2014 at 6:24 PM UTC
Hitting the dirt
Again and he spins
Averts the impossible
Loses but then he wins
Taking the swings
With the pauses
And the misses with the hits
Always minds his causes
And takes the chunks with the bits
Out and about
He's a man for all people
They scream and they shout
But he's no feeble
Minded trickster with those
Lying sleeves and words
He's the one they chose
He's not just for the birds
No - he don't subscribe to the herd
When it's all said and done
And he unties his laces
He says he's had fun
Open and closing cases
Taking and stealing bases
Like it's just part of his day
Running and gone with no traces
It's not about the pay
No - no, just part of the day
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