Three From Millie Bovich

They call him the masculine tower
He can hit a home run with such power,
            From San Fran’s west coast     
            And so quick with the boast 

“I can do it again in an hour”!
 

Every fan now has reason to ponder
Every long ball that’s hit way out yonder,
            Is the batter legit     
            Or a crass hypocrite 

And a good-name-of-baseball absconder?
 

From the city of quaint San Francisco
And a blast from his muscular wrist, oh.
            Plus a shot in his thigh
            You should see the ball fly, 

To the town of San Luis Obispo

Barry Bonds #12

by Lou Carlozo

Despite Barry Bonds’ many homers,
It appears that his body’s a loaner,

For his steroid technique
Birthed an android’s physique:

An aluminum bat for a boner.

Barry Bonds #4

by Doug White

Took the best chemicals that man could make
Because a prized record he wanted to break,

But too many injections
Led to so much rejection,

And thus Barry’s been labeled a fake

Barry Bonds #8

by Tom Shea

O, his blood is clean as a geranium!
Here’s how Barry Bonds fills every stadium:

Weight work in the off-season
‘S the sole, simple reason

For his huge, massive, 90-pound cranium.