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Wednesday, July 23, 2008

On The Softball Field

Rating: 5.0
In the diamond the tension rises,
Any mistake could lead to crisis.

The batter goes up to home plate,
Fielders get ready to be slayed.

The pitcher pounces, a lion for prey,
While the batter stares in ultimate dismay.

A fast ball comes, the batter swings,
The pong of the ball on the long bat rings.

Fielders nod, it's a nice strike, they reckon.
But the ball passes them and the batter reaches second.

One team cheers as the other team weeps,
This is really what softball seeks.
Sean Olivia
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COMMENTS
softballperson42 11 March 2020
i like it bruv its very cashmoney of you
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Tay Ying Hui 04 December 2011
I am a softballer and I totally agree with your poem. Keep it up! : D
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Even though i had not been on a softball field, i tried to imagine what is supposed to happenon it. I like the words used like 'diamond'. Please continue writing. I will support you on and on and on! XD
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Emancipation Planz 23 July 2008
hey now.. love the chatter... the diamond... the game.. glad I came... I'm bat10 on a home run for this one..
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