Jason Bartlett hit another home run in the third tonight so I thought he should be honored with a poem.

Barty, Barty he’s our man
If he can’t do it, nobody can

He’ll lay down a bunt or hit a sac fly
and he hardly ever lets a grounder go by

He can steal a base or two or three
last year he even got us a taco for free

but this year he’s bigger and stronger
and that means he can hit the ball longer

yep he’s got more dingers than Big Papi
and yet he never plays lazy or sloppy

He’s a baseball player thru and thru
and major bonus, he’s super cute too

When it comes down to it, Bartys only got one glitch
As far as I know, he doesn’t know how to pitch
the end

After the ninth inning I was also inspired to write one for Percival

Mercy Percy, were you ever in one of your funks
Seriously dude, way to blow chunks!
the end