On Account of Rain

They called the game
on account of rain
the children cried
with the skies
there will be no more balls
no fouls, swings and misses
strike the seventh stretch
the bottom of the ninth
and the top of the fifth
batten down the mound
await breaking clouds
rain, rain, go away
let our team win today
don’t let this delay
turn into a rain
out

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Author: Phil RedBeard

I'm just a simple man, trying to make my way in the universe.

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