The Black Bat: Cantos CIV-CIX
A Supernatural Baseball Epic
Harlie Radio image by Joe Haput CC BY-SA
The Black Bat: Cantos CIV-CIX
by Cosmic Poet Simon Pole
CIV
So Jake he smirked, and Jake he spit,
And in his palms he rubbed some dirt,
Precursor to the walk-off hit
Which would retire that tiresome skirt.
On his career, it’d be the cap,
A jaunty, fearless finger-snap.
And yet before the two were matched—
The deathless du…