Free Agent Blues

by James Finn Garner

I’m a free agent
Nowhere near ancient
Awaiting engagement
Yet I sit like a vagrant

Why pay an agent
When the collusion is flagrant
And excuses so fragrant?

I hope the fans get impatient
When they see my replacement
Lead the team to the basement

I’m a free agent
Pounding the pavement
Talent still blantant
Yet my scorecard is vacant