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Rated: E · Poetry · Writing.Com · #1462143

Baseball is deticated to my sister. She plays baseball

Baseball

Baseball can be so much fun,
Well until the seasom is done.
You hit the ball so far,
so far that it hits the tar.
You run around the bases,
just like you are in some races.
When you get to home plate,
you will never forget that date.

Love,
Your sister
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