Mets Are Ghost Poem by Maurice Avi saltzman

Mets Are Ghost



they are a team
they blow off steam
the ball is hit with a powerful beam
the looser are bad with screams

there voice is not cool
the curse is a bad tool
they are all fools
they drool

PS. they are ghouls

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