Tom Zart


St. Louis Cardinals Baseball Poem - Poem by Tom Zart

A game called prison ball was enjoyed in France
while English boys played rounder in short pants.
Town ball was the game that Americans played
While friends and family watched from the shade.

American baseball became alive
With Cartwright's rules of 1845.
Civil War soldiers played behind the lines
To help pass time and soothe troubled minds.

Professional baseball got its start
When the National League performed its part.
Soon after fans would pay to see the games
As the players traveled by boats and trains.

From April to October, players play
Half the time at home and half away
By thirty, it's time for most to retire
Before they're consumed by game time desire.

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Topic(s) of this poem: love


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 3, 2015



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