The Entitled's Curse

The Metropolitans, the Royals in a clash for the ages

Pitchers throwing the balls like rockets in the night

Players lining up to hit the batting cages

But no one knew that all was not right


A man and his son, mesmerized by the play

The girl and her quick hands, she caught the ball

But she gave it to someone else, simply giving it away

The man felt like his back was against the wall


For this great disservice, a declaration was announced

“The Metropolitans are cursed!” he cried out in anger

Shaking with rage and having denounced,

The once cheerful game was full of languor


The Metropolitans didn’t win that series,

Nor did they win again for many years

The effect has had many theories

But will be sticking, it appears


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