The Perfect Game

By: LAUREN LANDIN

Staff Writer

Fresh cut grass,

The crowd cheering on

The roar in excitement,

Helps me play the game strong

I spit to the slide, then turn my hat around

As I roughly tap my bat,

Close to the ground

The ball comes towards me

As i nearly missed

WHAM, WHOOSH goes the ball

As the ball gets hit.

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