By H. H. Schnepper
My Cubs have come along
Your losing days are over and
Winning’s like a song…
The wind is blowing out,
.500’s in your tail lights.
Last night when I looked at you.
I had a dream that has to come true
A dream that has you wearing rings
I had a dream you won the series
A thrill that I had never, ever known!
You won…you won,
And now the spell is cast
And here you are in Cub heaven
For you have made it
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