Why have you forsaken us?
O season of bloom
What manner of transformation
Do you seek?
Your concealing actions
In these cloud swept skies
Speaks to deception my Lord
As your humble servant
I beg of you
To please return
To your former constitution
Which bringeth not only I
But the beasts of burden
And all the buzzing creatures
Plus the wondrous soaring birds
Swooping in like rabble-rousers
To a long lost love!
Happiness!
Hear our cries
O season of hope
And bring forth your glory
Your Manifest Destiny
To bring life and sustenance
To us all
Barry Bonds
Witchhunt cons
Sold out tickets
Make owners fond
Money bags
Pennant flags
Baseball's back
On Sports Illustrated mags
Homerun chase
Time to contemplate
Adoring fans
Now say
Your a National Disgrace
Commissioner too
Crying the Public Boo-Hoo
Used the breaking of Aaron's record
To advertise the brew
No more dough
Let's dull the glow
On this sordid
Major League Baseball
On steroids
Hypocrites Sideshow
MAGA despises undocumented immigrants
Free agents?