By Stuart Shea
Signed to a deal by the Royals–
A chance to retighten my coils.
Given an everyday job,
Replacing that Aoki slob.
Drilled by a rookie in April–
Knocked me on my ass like a vape will.
Out for six to eight weeks,
A delight to those analyst geeks.
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