Champion's Anxiety [Today's News Poem, November 3, 2010]
"Number one champs!"
Ducking the bottle, they miss me
And throttle the hill. The whole city
Gobbles the news. They're the winners
I've heard, for a day or eleven.
"Number one champs!"
Even the score for a little
Bit, envy is sharpest for former
Owners—by pwning, they're kinging
And queening the angst of tomorrow.
"Number one champs!"
"Hundreds of thousands of people jammed the streets today in one of the largest crowds downtown San Francisco has ever seen, joyously chanting and waving signs and standing 50 deep on Market Street for the Giants' World Series victory parade."
—Justin Berton, Kevin Fagan,Demian Bulwa, The San Francisco Chronicle, Wednesday, November 3, 2010
http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2010/11/03/BAM51G6DMS.DTL
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Wednesday, November 03, 2010
Champion's Anxiety [Today's News Poem, November 3, 2010]
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Sunday, October 24, 2010
Baseball VERSES Eightball [#twitterfoundpoem, October 24, 2010]
Baseball VERSES Eightball [#twitterfoundpoem, October 24, 2010]
Tweets+Edits=#twitterfoundpoem
Eightball VERSES Baseball curses.
what can i do? i got out of the pool
and got coke ON yo table!
i came
from retirement, 70yr old
ON yo table!
Baseball curses on tv:
am i dissin' my girl?
Eightball VERSES:
am i drunk out
or drugged out of the pool
and into the Dugout?
AYE, IF U YELLIN OUT,
NOBODY FUCKS WIT YOU,
FUCKS WIT YOU, NOBODY
FUCKS WIT YOU,
AYE FUCKING WHAAACCK
FUCKING WHAAACCK
FUCKING WHAAACCK!!
AYE, NOBODY FUCKS WIT YOU,
FUCKS ON yo table.
the crabs ON yo table
got out of the pool.
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Eightball VERSES Baseball curses.
what can i do? i got out of the pool
and got coke ON yo table!
i came
from retirement, 70yr old
ON yo table!
Baseball curses on tv:
am i dissin' my girl?
Eightball VERSES:
am i drunk out
or drugged out of the pool
and into the Dugout?
AYE, IF U YELLIN OUT,
NOBODY FUCKS WIT YOU,
FUCKS WIT YOU, NOBODY
FUCKS WIT YOU,
AYE FUCKING WHAAACCK
FUCKING WHAAACCK
FUCKING WHAAACCK!!
AYE, NOBODY FUCKS WIT YOU,
FUCKS ON yo table.
the crabs ON yo table
got out of the pool.
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magic eightball,
October 24 2010,
triple entendre
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