GIVE me a girl who understands the game, And knows just when to cheer a rattling play— And, better, knows just when to shut her lips, Nor ask fool questions in a foolish way. The law won't let you slay the girl who asks The reason why the umpire does not bat— Or why the pitcher, out there on the hill, Wears an old cap and not a stylish hat— The law won't let you in pure vengeance choke The girl who, when the practicing is done, Arises, starts to leave the scene, and says: "Wasn't it wonderful? And which side won?" You have to grin and bear it, though you know That life in future won't be quite the same— That's why I say, with bitterness of heart, "Give me a girl—who understands the game!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A MORE ANCIENT MARINER by BLISS CARMAN ADLESTROP by PHILIP EDWARD THOMAS OF A WINNOWER OF WHEAT TO THE WINDS by JOACHIM DU BELLAY AMONG THE LAKES by CHARLES WILLIAM BRODRIBB THE OLD THIRTEEN by CHARLES TIMOTHY BROOKS ON AN INFANT UNBORN, AND THE MOTHER DYING IN TRAVAIL by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) |