Softball Sonnet
The bright green ball released from a hand,
The bright green ball released from a hand,
The batter's decision, to swing or to stand,
The loud hard crack when the ball meets the bat,
From the dugout there comes many loud cheers and chants,
A girl's running home, her goal is to slide,
The ump calls her safe, she's met with high-fives,
She walks through the dugout, all gross and sweaty,
There's grass in her hair, there's dirt on her knees
The team takes the field, they're wearing their gloves,
The shortstop yells "BUNT!", the ball bounces off,
A girl fields it and throws it, the ump then shouts "OUT!"
From the bleachers you hear, many hoorays and shouts
I'm writing a poem about a roller coaster, but it's not finished; maybe next time!
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