We need a new open thread.
This one will last until the season starts, I think.
So, usual rules apply, no Sean O testes, no politics, etc etc etc.
When did writing words get so hard? I'm still below the needed word count...
So here's a Spring Training poem for you.
I love baseball, spring is afloat,
But unfortunately, not the same for boats,
The water is still frozen, the ground is obscured,
All I see is snow, when I should start seeing birds.
At least baseball season is close, and drawing closer every day,
I can't wait until it's some time in mid-May.
Do I have enough words, it seems so I do,
So ends this poem, that I wrote for you.