“Line drive”
I am glad I get to pitch,
I barely get to play.
The ball is tossed,
its an underhand throw.
Its an easy hit,
its hit fast to me.
It hit me hard,
now I can’t breath.
I fall down scared,
because of no air.
The hitter talks to me,
I still don’t feel ok.
Little by little I breath,
the air is so sweet.
Breathing in well now,
never want to throw again.
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