Baseball Poem by Audrey Heller

I have to admit, I know nothing
about baseball. It's never been
my forte. But once in a while out
of curiosity, I'll sit and watch them
play. It's difficult if you don't quite
understand, what the game is all
about. I only know, I'm caught up
in the fever, when I hear all the
people shout. There's a lot of
action going on, it's very plain to
see. I wish there was someone,
who could explain, the game to
me. The only thing that's apparent,
is grown men are running after a
ball. Then they try to catch it, as
it sails over a wall. I don't know
what to make of it, the more I watch,
the less I'm able to comprehend. No
use for me to wrack my brain. Next
time, if I watch it, I'll watch it, with a
friend!