The Black Bat: Cantos CXVI-CXXII
A Supernatural Baseball Epic
Harlie Radio image by Joe Haput CC BY-SA
The Black Bat: Cantos CXVI-CXXII
by Cosmic Poet Simon Pole
CXVI
The years away, a young man’s best,
By drought beset, and baking dust,
The daily pitching without rest,
Until his arm was nearly bust:
All this had Ernie rendered strong,
But now the thaw had come along.
He felt his heart, so icy hard
(Which toil the sun bene…