I can’t wait for beisbol!

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Look, I know the Superbowl is this Sunday but I am excited for the baseball season. With apologies to Westy and Dr. Leach (for their beloved Pats pronounced PATES rhymes with gates, are in the big bowl)
But the grass is growing and spring will be here soon and pitchers and catchers will be reporting to the warm weather states for the ritual of spring training. My dear friend Westy aka Joseph Patrick Daly commissioned my father to write a baseball poem. Listen to my Pops read the poem below.
Listen Here Peeps
Play ball
The season. It

MIX IT UP MAN!! everyone is doin’ it

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Sing this one in your cars. Everyone I know is doin’ it. Does that make it right ? Hell yeah Dre.
Listen Here Dammit!
I’ll be waitin’ Anticipatin’
to mix it up MIX it up
C’mon C’mon baby BabY PleaSe Don’T sTOp!
MIX it up MiX iT UP
I’ll be your lover your daDDy and your CoP!
ay yaay yay ya baby (WHOOP!! WHOOP!) don’t you know oh
ay yaay yay ya baby (WHOOP!! WHOOP!) don’t you know oh
I will never let you go
I will never let you go
I will never let you go
ooh oh ohhh oh oh oh-0
I’ll be dyin’
for your LOVE I’m fryin’
to mix it up MIX it up
C’mon C’mon baby BabY PleaSe Don’T sTOp!
MIX it up MiX iT UP
I’ll be your lover your daDDy and your CoP!
ay yaay yay ya baby (WHOOP!! WHOOP!) don’t you know oh
ay yaay yay ya baby (WHOOP!! WHOOP!) don’t you know oh
I will never let you go
I will never let you go
I will never let you go
ooh oh ohhh oh oh oh
aaahhh aahhhhha
WHoop WHooP!!!
this is not included below but i suggest you scream this in your neighbor’s ear.
only the part below dammit!$% go now noonan.
(sometimes i eat oatmeal in da morning with brown sugar sprinkles and it makes a fog and the airport gets shut down like debby downer! DOWNER DOGGY)
doesn’t that feel good.
thank god we’re alive!
love
michael the space dog (i’m baaaack!)