‘Twas a match for sports hall of fame.
Made possible by one hitter
Able to trick every pitcher.
His points added up perfectly.
The number of runs for home plate.
Batting no one could understate.
Game ended, interviews followed.
He went on signing autographs
For all holding his photographs.
Someone was struck by what she saw.
How skillfully he swung his bat,
With good form; all muscle, no fat.
She admired him with all her heart.
If only he’d be her lover
Instead of her famous father.
Made possible by one hitter
Able to trick every pitcher.
His points added up perfectly.
The number of runs for home plate.
Batting no one could understate.
Game ended, interviews followed.
He went on signing autographs
For all holding his photographs.
Someone was struck by what she saw.
How skillfully he swung his bat,
With good form; all muscle, no fat.
She admired him with all her heart.
If only he’d be her lover
Instead of her famous father.
