Aussies Don't Play Baseball
He doesn't understand your game,|
his home is in Australia.
Beer and popcorn served together,
asking for a failure!
To him a dugout is a canoe
and 'curve' reflects a sheila's figure.
It must be hot out on the field at first base
and the visitors' score grows bigger.
'Strike Three!' calls the umpire, head-shaking by the digger.
© 2019 cherryk
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| This poem was written for the Ten Word Challenge,
This week's words:
Harvest - Equinox - Acorn - Foliage - Branches - Hues - Migration
- Growth - Frost - Gourd
* 10/10 Week - all ten words must be used in only ten
lines of verse.