The American League East (So Far)

by Stephen Jones

The American League East
Is a fratricidal beast.
It seems no team alone
Is sure to take the throne.
Instead, each league brother
Goes after one another.

I may be no betting man,
But I can see a future-scan:
It may just end up being,
After all the smoke is clearing,
That on a September morning
It will be the “last team standing.”


Published in AL East, Baltimore Orioles, Boston Red Sox, New York Yankees, Pure doggerel, Tampa Bay Rays, Toronto Blue Jays | Link to this poem | 1 Comment

The American League East (So Far): 1 Comment

  1. Jay Kenny wrote,

    Could be subtitled “Up for Grabs,” but it’s early still.

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