There came here a cow -
No grass to be found,
upon pitcher’s mound,
With socks, shoes and laces –
she ran all the bases,
She was an incredible cow.
There came here a horse –
that Nike endorsed,
Although he did try –
to catch the pop fly,
A large bale of hay –
did get in his way,
The runner got on base, of course.
There came here a pig –
Who wore quite a wig,
She loved her some slop,
Her place was short stop,
A grounder came by
But with slop in her eye –
What can I say – she’s a pig.
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