Went to the hall of fame
And got to see the game
It went from great
To full of hate
And I filled up with shame
My parents didn’t care
As they gave me a scare
How could this be
Couldn’t believe
That they had left me there
Everyone got a kick
They thought it was a trick
They laughed with glee
Could they not see
That I thought it was sick
I was about to burst
Couldn’t get any worst
They hit me low
But they don’t know
Next time I will be first
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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