Mom was my first poetry teacher
"Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep!"
In that much she was my first
to teach me about religion.
"God bless Mom--my Sister!
I learned to read studying
"The Ten Commandants!"
But to say I was smart
This was hardly the case
I found school to be such a waste
My eyesight was bad and I sat
far at the end of the classroom
Often I was awoken with the teacher's broom
It was Leo Lassen who taught me math
I think one of the greatest announcers ever
But who am I, not that clever--whatever!
This is the baseball part
Playing this game entered my heart
He taught me to add subtract
Decimal points and ERA, batting average
So this is what I learned
If you put one hundred penquins
pushing each to the end of the pier
and one more comes on the first falls
Head first into the icy water
Now some penquins love this sort of things
So if thirty more come on thirty more fall in
The faster they come they faster they fall in
Next week we can get into Geology and Science
Right now I think I have bored some of you
Who like me were thinking of writing poetry