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Poetry By: Joey Velcro
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By Joey Feniello

No one cares for me.
I only allow for singles,
but people pass me up like they don’t want to mingle.
I do have one friend; he has many names.
You many know him as the 1st baseman.
Right when the batter is almost on top of me,
Screech!!
Mr. Baseman is always there for me.
He gets the ball and is on my face
But that’s okay because he’s sliding into me the base
But I’m only a base so what can I do
at least one person cares for me
maybe even two,
but that depends do you?


Submitted:May 24, 2012    Reads: 24    Comments: 0    Likes: 1   


By Joey Feniello

No one cares for me.

I only allow for singles,

but people pass me up like they don't want to mingle.

I do have one friend; he has many names.

You many know him as the 1st baseman.

Right when the batter is almost on top of me,

Screech!!

Mr. Baseman is always there for me.

He gets the ball and is on my face

But that's okay because he's sliding into me the base

But I'm only a base so what can I do

at least one person cares for me

maybe even two,

but that depends do you?





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