Just Like a Muse to Me
We Need a Victory
Just Like a Dream
You Are My Favorite Team
Just Like a Prayer
Come Back to Fenway, I'll Meet You There!
Our Father, who art at Fenway...
Baseball be thy game.
Thy Kingdom come,
Playoffs need to be won,
On Earth, then on to the Cask 'n' Flagon.
Give us this day, a perfect Papi,
And forgive us our losses,
As we forgive those,
Like Bill Buckner.
And lead us not into desperation,
But deliver us from losing.
For thine is the Power,
And the Glory,
To beat the Indians,
Now and forever.
Amen
2 comments:
very clever, did you come up with that yourself?! Impressive!
Thanks Lis. I wrote the first one. Dad fwded the second and I made minor changes.
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