Baseball cards, oh so many,
i had two, three, and four,
of each one, i had,
the trouble is, there gone for evermore
I had the rookies of Mantle, Mays,
really i did, honest i did
where are they now
well, they went their ways
Started collecting again in seventy-four,
once again, oh so many,
this time, i will keep, and start a store.
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