BLUE-BLACK AND WHITE!

Two tribes roam the streets of the City,
Their colors like helmets and crests—
The Black-Blue & White of the Yankees,
The Bright-Blue & Fire of the Mets.

“Black-Blue & White!
“Bright-Blue & Fire!
We’ll sizzle you, Stripes, ’cause we’re high tension wire!

“Bright-Blue & Fire!”
“Black-Blue & White!
We’ll bust your big head, Metropolitan Blight!”

The number of calls one might think of
Is limitless … try it, it’s true;
Then next time you circle the other,
Call out the bad beats made by you!

Our purpose, you see, is creative…
We share a deep love of this game
Of curve balls … and poems which begin with
Monsieur Valéry’s “ligne donnée”!