Saturday, June 9, 2012

Hiroki Kuroda, the poem


From Binghamton to Sarasota
We Yankee fans mix gin with soda.
Chaos, we have reached our quota.
Uncertainty, thy name’s Kuroda.

One day he could strike out Yogi.
Next day, he’s a double-bogey.
Every night, it’s karaoke.
Who is this guy, our boy Hiroki?

Perhaps some wise, old pitching Yoda
Knows why he can’t beat Minnesota,
Then laps the Mets in his Toyota.
Uncertainty, thy name’s Kuroda.
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2 comments:

  1. Moe BergJune 9, 2012 at 2:56 PM

    the clever rhyming of "One day he could strike out Yogi.
    Next day, he’s a double-bogey." is no match for inherent poetry of the rivalometer.

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  2. Diablo 3 goldJuly 17, 2012 at 2:54 AM

    Happy to find your blog and the great images that you have on a regular basis!

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