Pro Sports Poem by david lessard

Pro Sports



The salaries of pro football players
are drifting out of sight,
The rookies make more than veterans,
now would you say that's right?

Not just fooball players,
but baseball and basketball too,
When you can't make ends meet,
what's a fellow supposed to do?

If you could sit on the bench
and make money doing that,
I say there's something wrong
and I can smell a rat.

Playing a game for big bucks,
We used to do it just for fun,
Now we pay a horrendous fee,
Just to sit and watch it done.

Sports, I love them, but not the pro,
The colleges are more my style,
The steriod chasing superstars,
Can have their greedy money pile.

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Carol Gall 03 August 2009

agree give me one third of what they make i be happy

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