About Town: Let’s Play Ball!

The Winner Has The Right.
First on the field to challenge.
“Who is this smiling rookie?” thinks he.
“A Girl?”
Cock sure, he swaggers to the plate.

She’s sweet, polite, lets him bat first.
Ears hear that first ball crack.
Connecting. Boom! Sails over the fence.
HOME RUN!
Ahh, she must acknowledge him his strength.

Calmly, quietly she awaits her turn.
This match is set. He pummels on.
No doubt his place deserved. Thus far.
Eyes glazed, she steps up to the plate.

What’s this? Underneath that frilly dress
She’s dressed up like a Warrior.
Her stance resembles someone else.
A Man?
She’s thrown him off his game.

He’s on the mound, winds up, then balks,
Unsure what she can handle.
Ball underhand…his first mistake…
THAT BALL IS…A…GONER!
Ah Hah! The challenger stakes her claim.

The game proceeds accordingly
With ferocity and pleasure.
The sidelines watch bewildered, charged.
Just What is going on?
Gamblers grumble…all bets are off.

Bottom of the ninth. Score’s even.
Tension’s thick. Crowd’s on their feet!
All rallying for the underdog!!
Rain falls. Game called.
Score now? Oh, crap. It’s even.

**Stay tuned for the make-up date.
I promise you an exciting game.

Suzanne Thomas Rowe 2015