Full-on Collapse, Rhyming Dictionary Edition, Part 2

By Stu Shea

Do the Milwaukee Brewers
Belong in the sewers?
When beer goes flat
It’s done, like that.

Their April divine,
The summer just fine,
But when it’s a crunch,
The team’s gone to lunch.

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