Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, TOO MUCH COUE, by WILLIAM A. PHELON


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TOO MUCH COUE, by                    
First Line: The pitcher stood upon the mound
Last Line: And then the maddened umpire spoke—and gave them both the gate!
Subject(s): Athletes; Baseball; Failure; Sports


THE pitcher stood upon the mound,
And scowled upon the batter—
The pitcher murmured, "Here is where
Mind triumphs over matter—
For every day in every way
I pitch 'em all the faster—
I'll bring this slugger off his perch
And fan him to disaster!"

The batter glowered and shook his stick,
And hissed, "I'll cool his ardor—
For every day in every way
I hit 'em hard and harder!
It will not matter if he throws
A straight one or a fooler—
I'll smash it, and I'll drive this bird
To hunt the water-cooler!"

Envoi:

They had each other buffaloed—the scene was hugely rich—
The batter couldn't lift the bat, the pitcher couldn't pitch—
And there they stood, in mystic thrall, until the hour grew late,
And then the maddened umpire spoke—and gave them both the gate!





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