Brett On, George Brett

by Sandy Marshall

Brett on, George Brett.
Pine tar would do
But that was never you.
Instead . . .
You chose Skoal.

Brett on, George Brett.
The homers you’d hit
And we’d never forget
As they’d land in the fountains of Kansas City’s Mitts.

BRETT ON, George Brett.
You signed a card one night
At a Mizzou game at Hearnes Center,
That’s right.

Bud Black was there too.
But you . . .
Were the main draw.
Yes you.


Posted on 6/29/07.

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