My mother-in-law is a Senator's fan.
Even now - the team long moved,
The first to Minnesota
The second, Texas.
She'd root for anyone in Washington.
I watched her, years ago,
During a particularly loan drought.
Once again an early lead blown
The pitcher wild,
Seemed planted in the mound.
She stomped aeross and stretched to reach the manted
Switched off her small transistor:
"I can't stand listening to another
Mismanaged baseball game!"
But every little while she'd stop -
Click it on, confirm and click it off
Then stalk away, red hair flying -
Abristling banty hen whose chicks
Persisted in their foolish straying.
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