“My people, hear the words I say:
Do not fear that throaty itch;
Sure unemployment’s just a glitch;
Come my Fall it can go away…
Batting two thousand ev’ry day,
Bad things don’t stop each perfect call –
It’s never me who drops the ball;
All the problems people fear
Could magically disappear…”
Come bring on the November Fall
Written following Ronovan’s Weekly Decima Challenge on RonovanWrites – #4 “Itch”
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