With all the concern about our pitching, especially the bull pen, I was “inspired” to write another ditty. Jumping into the deep end once again . . . .
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Uno, dos, one, two, tres, quatro
Jojo told ol’ Neddy about some holes he saw.
“Need some big league pitchers, righty and south paw
Or else we’ll have a wooly bully, wooly bully.
Wooly bully, wooly bully, wooly bully.”
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Ol’ Neddy told Jojo, “Let’s don’t take no chance.
I’ll sign some used up pitchers and then go to France.
Maybe we won’t have a wooly bully, wooly bully
Wooly bully, wooly bully, wooly bully.”
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Jojo told ol’ Neddy, “That’s not the thing to do.
Gotta get some better throwers or we’re in a stew.
‘Cause we’ve really got a wooly bully, wooly bully.
Wooly bully, wooly bully, wooly bully.”

Wow, this time warp stuff is . . . like something out of Star Trek.
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And speaking of old TV shows, I was “prompted” to write a little ditty based on Green Acres. (There must be something creative in the air, or maybe I just haven’t anything better to do before I give the economy a tiny kick.)
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Green Girdle is the place to be
R.E. developing is the life for me
Land spreading out so far and wide
Keep Old Boston,
just give me that countryside.
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L. A. is where I’d rather stay
Among the stars is where we want to play
I just adore a new stadium view
Money, I love you, but give me JP and Andruw.
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The scores
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The stores
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Fresh air
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We haven’t a prayer
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You are my team. The fans want to scream.
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Green Girdle, we are there!