The Black Bat: Cantos LXXVII-LXXXIII
A Supernatural Baseball Epic
Harlie Radio image by Joe Haput CC BY-SA
The Black Bat: Cantos LXXVII-LXXXIII
by Cosmic Poet Simon Pole
LXXVII
“Enough, enough!” the pitcher yells,
And with bared teeth he shakes his head,
For clearly what this bastard tells
Should ever have been left unsaid.
But never one to be denied,
Jake Dancer went whence others shied.
“I’ll read what’s here,” and so he di…