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King of the Hill
December 18, 2016
I let my arm do the talking
If you’re looking for the ball,
the catcher has it.
You dream of getting on base.
I am your worst nightmare.
It’s about playing catch
and throwing strikes.
If at first you don’t succeed,
it’s because of me.
Help your stats, don't bat today.
I could live without baseball,
but why would I want to?
© Anna P., Yorktown, VA
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playing baseball and seeing my parents seeing me throw on the pitchers mound made me write this poem. I hope people can read it and think very hard of what it means to be a pitcher on the mound.