Lance Says a Little A-Rod Prayer

by David Bellel

The moment you shoot up,
Before you put on your makeup,
I say a little prayer for you.

While Cameron combs your hair, now,
And wondering what bling to wear, now,
I say a little prayer for you.

Forever, forever,
You’ll stay at 599
And I will hate you
Forever, forever,
We’ll watch your decline,
Oh, how I’ll hate you
Together, together,
That’s how it must be
We’re stuck for seven more years with you,
Truly a Yankee tragedy for we.

You can find more of David’s Yankee screeds at his blog, Pseudo-Intellectualism.

Published in New York Yankees, Players, Songs and Parodies, video | Link to this poem | 1 Comment

Lance Says a Little A-Rod Prayer: 1 Comment

  1. Stu wrote,

    Yeah, that really is a screed.

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