ODE TO THE BIRD (MARK FIDRYCH)

Hatched in Worcester, then left the nest
For the Motor City, this fledgling began a quest

The Bird talked to the ball, smoothed the mound, and then fired
With aplomb and aw-shucks, this free spirit surely inspired

For one magical season, this lark held the world on a string
And for legions of fans, what joy The Bird did bring