Wily Mo Poety winner is ... |
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Monday, 25 June 2007 |
Tom Lortie of Lowell, MA! Tom is the proud winner of the Inaugural Wily Mo Pena Poetry contest. Well done Tom for such an original and heartwarming composition: Wily Mo American Folklore style poem "22".
You, the public voted for it and here it is: 22
Wily Mo on deck
Sniffs his bat
Biting the trademark
Hear the maple crack
With his mammoth hands
He grips this small tree
Feel the wind in the stands
As he swings, one, two, three
He steps into the box
As the pitcher sheds a tear
Like every hurler before
He trembles with fear
The crowd starts to roar
Their hero ready at the plate
They’ve seen it before
And lefty knows his fate
It’s a fast ball and it’s low
Radar reads 97!
No matter for Wily mo
This balls going to heaven
Stepping toward the mound
The giant takes his cut
His bat is a blur
The ball cracks like a nut
It’s a drive to Left!
And it slams through the wall!
like old iron sides
just fired a cannon ball!
is it a double?
Where did it fall?
The umpires are speechless
No idea what to call
“Wily Mo killed the Monster” fans yell!
as they pour onto the sod
They all want to worship
Wily Mo Pena, second son of God |
