Poetry Corner: Derek Jeter & the Iron Horse

Derek Jeter took his bat
And flailed as if to a kill a rat.
He didn't get a hit, of course,
And thus still trailed the Iron Horse.

Derek Jeter, what a bum!
Three measily hits would never come.
We really need a solid force,
But he still trailed the Iron Horse.

Derek Jeter, swinging late.
One brutal day: and 0 for eight.
And yet we state, withour remorse,
That he is now our Iron Horse.