When will this game be over?
It must be getting late.
All I do is stand out here,
And wait and wait and wait.
The sun is in my eyes.
My hand is sweaty in my mitt.
The ball never comes out here -
All I want to do is sit.
I look for a comfy spot,
But all I find are ants.
I love to watch these critters -
Oh no, one just crawled in my pants!
Thank goodness the inning is over,
And it's time to go back.
I need to shake out these bugs
Behind the Snack Shack.
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