Would You Ever If I Leave
With abyssing eyes your last pitch arrived
in the Captain’s hand and thus it ended.
(Any one who decries your style: “contrived!”
but suddenly enjoys this Limited
is a phony.) I could have spread my wings—
Last night there was an Autumn Angel: black
robes with appliqué leaves, halo de l’or.
(So are you, what?)—and done a thousand things.
(After seeing Natalie exposée
who could possibly still have begged for more?)
Indeed, commentator Joe Buck did say:
“Jub-Jub” (confirmed on slow motion playback).
Jonathan Papelbon’s golden stubble,
(Wes Anderson’s ne(at&t)idy bubble).
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