By Stuart Shea
When the Giants added beltin’ Beltran,
Bruce Bochy said, “Now I’ve got enough!”
Buster struck a curious Posey
And Aubrey walked out in a Huff.
When the Giants added beltin’ Beltran,
Bruce Bochy said, “Now I’ve got enough!”
Buster struck a curious Posey
And Aubrey walked out in a Huff.
These are the saddest of all possible words:
Foul ball bounced up in my nuts.
Flew up like a hawk and fell back like a turd.
Foul ball bounced up in my nuts.
Ruthlessly pricking my gonfalon testes,
Causing me pain from my east to my westies,
Never again will I be at my besties:
Foul ball bounced up in my nuts.
Twenty runs the Rangers scored,
Seven of them had three hits.
Every arm the Twins ran out there
Gave Ron Gardenhire the shits.
In the stands the fans stick to their seats,
watching batter turn red as a beet.
.    Jersey clinging, he schvitzes
.    He swings and he misses
The pitcher is bringing the heat.
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Now The Yankees dissecting
Mariano out a sore triceps
Their rotation not who’s starting
But who will close effectively
Robertson? He has “ups”
A fastball & closer mentality