Willie
loved a game of ball,
A game of ball loved Willie;
He
told his boss on Saturday
He was so very ill he
Would
have to stop and hurry home
He felt knocked out and chilly;
When
Monday came another boy
Held down the job for Willie.
He
says when he connects again
He won’t be quite so silly;
He
says he’ll let the ball game go,
But will he, Willie, will he?
June
12, ‘09
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