First of the Year
by Hilary Barta
The besotted on Clark Street are searching
Dodging potholes they’re parking, then lurching
To watch Cubbies they swarm
Though a drubbing’s the norm
At the bottom those barkers are perching.
It's spring in Chicago, and that means my limericks turn to baseball, and that means the Cubs, and that ain't good. This and much, much more at Bardball.com, reviving the art of baseball doggerel.
Dodging potholes they’re parking, then lurching
To watch Cubbies they swarm
Though a drubbing’s the norm
At the bottom those barkers are perching.
It's spring in Chicago, and that means my limericks turn to baseball, and that means the Cubs, and that ain't good. This and much, much more at Bardball.com, reviving the art of baseball doggerel.
Love the limericks, hate what the season puts you through.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Ike. Dopes spring eternal.
ReplyDeleteWe sat in the bleachers expecting
ReplyDeleteto see some hardcore fans genuflecting
but our Easter day treat
just got mashed in defeat
under signs Ricketts' guys are erecting…
Love your LimerWrecks!!!
Love it. Thanks for sharing, A. Nonamoose.
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