Kaycee at the bat!

The outlook wasn't brilliant for the Krudville nine that day:

The score stood four and two but only one inning left to play:

And then Jessy died at first,then erin did the same:

A sickly silence fell upon the parents watching the game:

But Jojo preceded Kaycee, and so did Jessy Small:

They both got up to bat, but didn't quite hit that ball:

So upon the stricken saddness grim the meloncholy sat:

For then it seemed a little chance that Kaycee would get to bat:

But Jes let drive a single to the amazement of it all:

Then Jojo with her skills, well she hit the cover off that ball:

And when the dirt had settled and the parents saw what occured:

There was Jojo safe at second, and Jessy was at third:

But then from many parents' throats there became a krusty yell:

it rumbled through that ghetto town and rattled all that smelled:

It knocked upon the swamp and echoed like a rat:

For Kaycee, mighty Kaycee was advancing to the bat!

There was ease in Kaycee's manner as she stepped into her place:

There was pride in Kaycee's eyes and a smile on her face:

And when,responding to the cheers, jiggled her blubber fat:

No stranger in the crowd could doubt,'twas Kaycee at the bat!

Ten dozen eyes were on her as she rubbed her hands in dirt:

Five dozen mouths applauded when she wiped them on her shirt:

Then as the pitcher Pollock got the ball at her hip:

Determination gleamed in Kaycee's eye,a sneer curled Kaycee's lip:

And now the leather covered ball came spinning through the air:

And Kaycee stood a-watchin it come from here to there:

Close by the sturdy batgirl the ball unheeded sped:

"That aint my style," said Kaycee."Strike one!" the umpire said:

From the benches packed with people, there was a monsterous roar:

Like the screaming of a ghetto king who couldn't get his whore:

"Kill her!Kill the umpire!" shouted a parent in the stand:

And it's likey they'd have killed her had Kaycee not raised her hand:

She signalled to the pitcher,and once more the ball threw:

But Kaycee still ignored it,and the umpire said"Strike two!"

But then her face grew stern and cold, they saw her muscles strain:

And they knew that Kaycee wouldn't let the ball go by again:

And now the pitcher holds the ball, and now she lets it go:

And the air is shattered by the force of mighty Kaycee's blow:

Ahh, somewhere in this ghetto land, the sun is shining bright:

The rap is playing somewhere,and somewhere there are lights:

And somewhere kids are laughing, and somewhere children shout:

But there's was no joy in Krudville,Mighty Kaycee has struck out! :o(

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