Roses are red and violets are blue
No one is better at spewing shit than you
You watch a few playoff baseball games and consider yourself an expert
But we all know where your heart lies with the big star on your sweatshirt
You are actually a sports writer, how did you get so lucky?
When the stuff you write is so sucky.
Violets are blue and roses are red
My mind still can’t get over the insane stuff you said
Reading your articles is such a beating
Hating on our star pitcher
But do you remember what he did all season?
No you probably don’t since you didn’t watch
You were prepping for Cowboy season and drinking scotch
I don’t care what you have to say
Fuck off, Randy Galloway.
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