Reviving the Art of Baseball Doggerel
The Dodgers may be bankrupt
But the team is not Frank McCourt
Player personnel should not be
Argued part of personal finance
Or a sticking part of ugly divorce
But he’s twined off-the-field calamity
With baseball history
And proved successfully
Frank McCourt is truly
A “dodger” financially
Time to make amends
(I wish would’ve been said)
By Roger Clemens
(But I cannot judge)
There’s tangled arrogance
Supposed abuse & media rush
Posturing on the mound a stance
In court too to hush
By filed papers
By disclaimers
That a person is naive
Yet aware & conflictive
I thought this bare-knuckle
Bare-faced debacle
Would’ve been erased
By an all-forgiving fan base
But this coming legal sieve
Only wishes/draws attention
To media-flushed speculation
A barrel of brine to leave
The Dodgers are bankrupt
And–here it comes,
Directly from Brooklyn–
“Dem Bums!”
Tar, grease, sweat and snot —
clever viscous daubs
skew its dives and dips.
Powerless to determine
its seriously wacko flight,
mighty sluggers whiff.
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Barbara Gregorich is the author of She’s on First, Women at Play, and the recently published mystery, Sound Proof. Her poetry has been published in Barnwood, Blue Collar Review, Prairie Journal, and other magazines.
Little League Hero,
First-round pick.
Partied ’til sick,
Major league zero.
Cleared his name,
Did what it takes.
Signed with the Snakes,
Back in the game.