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2007 Poetic Interlude #16: Cust in the Win

With apologies to Kerry Livgren (and to baseballgirl for a Poetic Interlude that basically rehashes her game wrap from last night), here's Poetic Interlude #16: "Cust in the Win."

Cust in the Win

(Original lyrics here.)

I closed my eyes
Only for an inning
And the A's scored 8 runs
Was it a dream?
I just can't figure out this curious A's team
Cust in the win
Balls hit far by Cust in the win

Joe Blanton
Allowed the comeback Tigers
In the fourth and fifth
He pitched like poo
Cupcakes on the mound
Though we refused to lose
Cust in the win
Balls hit far by Cust in the win

Now, don't give up
Nothing lasts forever
Like an 8-1 lead
It slipped away

And just for monkey
To another poem write

Cust in the win
Balls hit far by Cust in the win
(Balls hit far by Cust in the win)
Cust in the win
(Every swing by Cust in the win)
Every swing by Cust in the win