Once upon a time
Blue had a player, 6.9
His glove improved and moved his feet
The speed which he ran was deemed fleet
With his progress, he earned 6.95
As he was rapping all a line drive
Left or right, hitting were his fortes
I suspicion, he goes both ways!
With passage of time he gained replevin
And now is adorned with number seven
The burden he bears is quite a big deal
He must live up to the former #7, Neal
He used to orate to give many a tickle
But aging has him now playing with his pickle
With balancing that act and playing ball
Someday 6.95 should be enshrined in the HALL!
Tom is now leading not only the Blue team, but the League and probably Softball Nation in the number of sandwiches he devours beginning in game one through the ten minute break and second game. BTW Liverwurst is one of his favorites!
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