Three Strikes You Are Out, Ole Blazer

Gone baby gone,

You went and ruined it this time

Gone baby gone

Maybe you will finally opine


She’s run away for good this time

Fled from the all too familiar  scene

It could have been frogs fur fine

But you misdirected the whole damned thing


So she’s gone baby gone

And you are left with nothing

Resolved herself before dawn

And left you the ring


So sit back most eligible bachelor

And wait for the next fool

Three strikes you are out Ole Blazer

Surely you know the rules




Charlotte von Wolfle Greer